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sometimes i imagine that the people i love are dead just so i could see how beautiful the tragedy can be. sometimes i imagine they're dead because i just feel like being alone in the world. start afresh. new people, new love, new family. i know it's really mean. it's not like i really want it anyway. i have some beautiful friends and the most loving of families. i'm just a bitter ingrate that way. so she lied at 6:39:00 pm
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