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07/08/14

dear hemmings,

i think i phoned you yesterday. i don't really remember anything, i was drinking, but i faintly recall you telling me to fuck off.

and then you said i shouldn't be in the band.

what is the point then?

you always ignore me, you're rude, ignorant.

why did i have to fall in love with you? i get nothing in return but glares and foul language.

i wish michael never met me at that stupid party, and that he never facebook messaged me and said the band needed a drummer.

i regret meeting you. it's brought me so much pain.

ash

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