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i am i miss you i hurt you, but i never left you i'm still here i'll always be here i think nobody could have me the way you wanted me i'm still here i dont think you think so i'm lonely, and i reached out to you whereareyou? nobody believed me, nobody believes me, nobody gets me, you dont, my therapist doesnt she gets close, its her job - isnt that hilarious? i miss how we'd turn bootilicous into bootiricous just to be faux-sf-chinese your so sirry and i miss you too much i want to be what you want more than i want to be me; i hate me; you should hate me; i dont want to love you anymore; will it end? god made me to suffer and if there is a place for me in his alleged kingdom its by doing just that i doubt it - because of me i think god makes some people w/out the possibility of parole - its the most immaculate punishment - produce a being who can comprehend his punishment precisely and inflict - and make sure he's afraid to die so he cant end his own suffering prematurely torture=life margot_tenenbaum lil_kim
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