Yet what you have done. What yet you have to do. Its alright. Because nothing is your fault. I control you. I can make you however.

Ill rip you apart. Nothing is about you. Or me. Its about nothing. Im always going to hate you.
Even though your a kid. You think your mature.
You arent. Your only useless.
You come.
And then you go back.
Nobody really wants you here.
They dont want to suffer from you. Just like the others.

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