I don't like it. I don't like you. I hate it. I hate you. I am just pissed. I am just angry.
I don't know if this might go on, but I have my own things to worry about. One more from you, and seriously I think I am going to burst. All these while I've been nice because I don't want to hurt you. But I think I have enough of being nice.
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