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i hope you never know just how much i hate myself. i'm afraid if you did, you'd put in immense effort to grasp the idea that i don't love myself as much as you love me. it must be hard to deal with that amount of frustration.
you feel i am perfect but the only perfect i am is the amount that i am not.
YOU ARE READING
The Forgotten Journals III
PoesiaPart Three of "The Forgotten Journals" Series. "My bounty is as boundless as the sea, My love as deep; the more I give to thee, The more I have, for both are infinite." (Act II, scene ii) Roméo & Juliet
