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I dont know what to do anymore. I always feel so sore. Like someone is stepping on my heart. Or piercing me with a thousand darts. People always make me feel so ****** Do i look like i want ur ****** pity? My hatred is in this arm. Which causes me this emotional harm.
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Jun 24, 2010
Jun 24, 2010 at 12:50 PM UTC
Hatred
I dont know what to do anymore. I always feel so sore. Like someone is stepping on my heart. Or piercing me with a thousand darts. People always make me feel so ****** Do i look like i want ur ****** pity? My hatred is in this arm. Which causes me this emotional harm.
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Jun 24, 2010
Jun 24, 2010 at 12:50 PM UTC
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