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WHAT THE FUCKKKKKK
I DONT UNDERSTAND HOW THEY CANT COMPREHEND IM FUCKING CRAZY IVE LOST MY MIND

Every second I'm living hes the only thing I think about
But he couldnt care less about how I am
Maybe I'm obsessive
But what else am I suposed to do
Without him I have nothing
I am nothing
I'm worthless
Powerless
Useless
He is my purpose without him what more is there to me?

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