Moments Before The Worlds Came Crushing Down
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I hate him. If someone would read this they would think 'oh haha just normal diary stuff.' I know it sounds as cliché as it can get but with everything going to shits today....I deserve to rant in here. Diaries have always helped so I am not backing down from it. Everyone finds him cool but he is one of the few people I hate. It is difficult to hate someone.. or to be hated... but he accomplished it.
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