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Go fuck yourself.
I know who you are.
You think I don’t?
The only thing I was wrong about
was thinking
I’d be any different from them.
I tried to pull your mask off
and there was nothing underneath,
not even a black hole,
not a damaged human,
not anything I could touch.
You were everything that pressured you
but nothing of your own.
Do you expect me to sit here
and think you treated me any differently?
Maybe once
but I was wrong.
Talk your shit about me.
Let your boy know how awful I was.
Tell him about my abuse.
Don’t forget anything,
don’t you dare forget a single detail.
I know who you are
and I don’t want you in my life.
















