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I hate them all, their staring eyes and scheming faces. I hate how they look at me, how they look with zero care and zero remorse. Their oh apologetic bows and sorry’s. Sad smiles not reaching there eyes. Its like they don’t care. forgetting the next day anything happened. How could they forget them? How could they not care? He did this why don’t they hate him? Am I sad? Do i care? Why do i feel like i don’t. why do i feel like i don’t care? I miss them, god i miss them.
Revenge. I will revenge them.