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I feel so mad at so many things and people.

I'm mad at my ex, since he left me at my worst.

I'm mad at all my ex friends, since they replaced me with others immediately.

I'm mad at everybody who told me they "wouldn't leave me" and then don't speak to me anymore.

I'm mad at life for making me feel so much pain yet forcing me to hide it or else I'll lose people that I will never be able to let myself form a friendship with again.

I'm mad at myself for existing and for being the worst person ever.

I don't deserve to love or be loved.

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