y o u

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every night, i look at the screenshots
of our messages, cry to myself
and it's so fucking irritating
that you drive me insane whenever we talk
when all you're doing is fucking hurting me.
you said
i need you,
you lied, you fucking lied.
you said,
what are you doing to me,
i didn't do anything,
you were just lying.
i hate myself for loving you more
as each day goes by while your
hating me as each day goes by.

i miss the real you yano.
i fucking love you
but you fucking love someone else.
and all i could do is be happy.
— disha.
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[this one doesn't make any sense
i know but it just got the real feelings yano.
sighhh.]

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