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sometimes
sometimes i don't know whether i hate you or myself. why do i do some of the things i do. why can't i be smart about things. why can't you want me? i don't know how to feel anymore or what to do or say. i wish everything was just simple. i wish i knew what you felt, if you feel anything at all.
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