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    loathe them. Talking whatever they want without knowledge. Gossiping and coming up with stuff as they please, without caring for other people''s situation or feelings. I sincerely wish that something like this happens to them so they know what it feels like.


    chose to die in order to save me, and these damned retards go around saying whatever they please. They are taking off from my parents'' sacrifice and turning it into something sordid. They bully the victim, turning it into the criminal for their own twisted pleasure, for the sake of their sense of self-righteousness.


    I knew the truth, it wouldn''t matter what others thought. My friends fell to the social pressure and abandoned me, joining those who abused me.


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    me,right? At this point in time I don''t even care. I just wanna get home and get this thing running.


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    ARE YOU SURE THIS IS WHO YOU WANT TO BE?


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