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Beating myself up
Is there something wrong with you?
Here we are again, back at square fucking one.
All because poor little cameron can’t seem to control his feelings.
Pathetic.
Do you have a few loose screws?
You literally choose to love people who just don’t care.
And when you cry at night, does it feel good?
Relapse, do you think you should?
Because as far as I can tell,
You’re going t...
Monday 30th March 2020 3:50 pm
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