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god, i really fucking hate myself why do i have to fuck things up? how do i find ways to hurt people when that wasn't even my intention? why is every-time i fuck something up my mind implodes with so much self-negativity? why am i so selfish? why am i such a treacherous person? see what i did there.
i hate myself
yours truly,
delsin
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treachery and flowers
Randombasically the good, the bad and the ugly of my life, but if i'm gonna be completely honest this will probably only consist of the ugly. i don't know why your here, but i'm sorry i wasted your time with my irrelevant problems and baggage. enjoy
