you have no idea how much i hate you right now.
and i actually saved so much of money for your fucking birthday.
now, i regret every second spent with you.
regret meeting you ever.
you liar, i wish i could stab you, really.
that's how much you have hurt me.
that's how much you have put me through.
and that's how much i hate you right now.
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