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You called me **** drunk again and asked me if I ever thought maybe I'd died and this was the afterlife I said no Not because I was done with your "pseudo-deep" questions and theories Like you telling me how hard it is to be an empath after you got done ******** on me But because I didn't want to tell you what I really thought If there is an afterlife, you'd think it'd be kind of fair at least. I've done nothing to deserve this level of hell. The level of hell you cornered me into.
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Oct 5, 2021
Oct 5, 2021 at 5:15 PM UTC
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You called me **** drunk again and asked me if I ever thought maybe I'd died and this was the afterlife I said no Not because I was done with your "pseudo-deep" questions and theories Like you telling me how hard it is to be an empath after you got done ******** on me But because I didn't want to tell you what I really thought If there is an afterlife, you'd think it'd be kind of fair at least. I've done nothing to deserve this level of hell. The level of hell you cornered me into.
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Oct 5, 2021
Oct 5, 2021 at 5:15 PM UTC
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