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I'm so angry at you.
So disappointed.
But I still love you. And you're still the first thing in my mind when I wake up, and the last thing in my head when I go to sleep.
I can't even stay asleep.
I miss you so much.
But now, you wouldn't even as much as think of me or look at me.
I fucking hate this.
I wish I can hate you.
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