I need this
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Or fifth, or sixth time……..
This is pretty much how i feel but I’ll just bottle it up and never talk to you about it because because I know it makes you unconfortable. You always tell me that I am your best friend and at one point you were mine. Now though, I can’t even talk to you about how you make me feel. I just want this thought, hope to die. Just like the rest of them. Please just let me kill these feelings. Just deal with this, just want to stop, Ryan just stop leting me feel this.
I hope you think of me when you forget your seatbelt and again when your head goes though the window
i hope you hit post limit
I hope your gravestone is in comic sans
I hope you have to use algebra in your career
I hope you lose all your shoes and have to wear crocs
i hope your computer crashes
i hope you step on a lego
i hope they cancel oprah