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...when.. I HATE IT WHEN ALL THAT I THOUGH WAS, WASNT AND HOW MUCH FAITH AND HOPE I LOSE ALONG THE WAY, NEVER TO RECOVER. I HATE HOW I KNOW THAT THERE IS NO MORE HOPE FOR ME, FOR A PERSON SO WRECTED AND LOST LIKE ME I hate how what a fortune teller prediction may be right that i would always love the wrong people. I HATE HOW I MIGHT BE CHEATED OF MY FEELINGS. i hate how i always thought i had my ...
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