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No, I’m not okay actually. I’m fed up, sick of all this shit, people just wining all day long bring me down to the bottom of the pit. I feel so dark, nothing comes close to me. Sometimes I just wanna say just shut the fuck up you wining bitch, your lack of spirit and so-called empathy really make my fingers itch. I feel so dark, and nothing comes close to me. I hate your hanky-panky nonsense and all your so-called bleeding hearts, and all you people who say “it’s okay to cry” just because you got dealt the wrong cards. I feel so fucking dark, and nothing comes close to me.
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