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I’m in a really weird spot now. I know you don’t care and I’m fine with that because someone who doesn’t care doesn’t deserve me. But I do care and I keep wanting you to but you don’t and it makes me so sad because I want to cry and tell you about all the shit that’s been going on in my life but you’d just try to laugh it off in my face. Do you really not care? Fuck dude idk it’s just a lot because I’ve tried to show you that you always have me to lean on. Even now I know me posting this is going to inflate you too drastically and I know you don’t deserve that satisfaction when you’ve honestly taken a salvageable saveable situation and destroyed it willingly. Sometimes it feels like the only reason you don’t want me to kill myself is because it’d be too much effort to pretend like you’re sad.
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