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"When both answers are wrong, Who do we turn to when up is no longer a way to turn, When your feet don't run but drag, When your mask is broken, What do we do. I want to tell you the truth but I don't want to hurt you."
"Let's hang out together, I promise I won't hurt you. I love you."
"Let's hang out together, I promise I won't hurt you. I love you."
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I think the worst part of ever having associated with you for so long is the fact we rubbed off on each other.
I notice I treat people the way you used to, and it’s disgusting. I don’t want anyone to feel what you put me through, except maybe you.
But i notice you are behaving the way I used to as well. You would scold me for using the word hate so often and being okay with the death of those around me. Now you can easily talk about hating others and even wishing death upon them.
I feel so contaminated, but I’m glad you took the worst of me with you.
