Why?
One bad news after another.
Yes I'm sad.
Yes I'm pissed.
Stop hurting me.
I hate it when I am right.
I hate feeling foolish and stupid.
I hate the irony of everything.
I hate you.
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That song runs true. Like the cliche of a rose with thorns.
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Yes I'm sad.
Yes I'm pissed.
Stop hurting me.
I hate it when I am right.
I hate feeling foolish and stupid.
I hate the irony of everything.
I hate you.
-
That song runs true. Like the cliche of a rose with thorns.
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