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You turn it to me don't you?

You know, I might've just let out a sigh and continue with my work couldn't I? I mean better than to risk to be mean or seem to be mean for you, I mean that is not my Intention really right. But you know, at the end of the day, there are so many things I could've said. Full sentences! Don't worry no fiss or anything like that included. It's just, sometimes, please shut up. Either way we stay on just saying hi and leave with a goodbye or we can do also throw fists in each others faces. Trust me, after you, none of my bone break will hurt my head as much you do. So tell me, why do turn it to me and laugh it off saying you were just helping me? Trust me when I really do need help, you will be the last one I would accept the hrlp from and rather fall down the cliff then. I really must have mean it when I said that you so openly crazy. I really must have meant it when I said that some of your words are really beautifully. I really must have meant it when I said that I cried because of you. I really must have meant it when I said that things resolved between us too. I really must have meant it when I said that I hated you. Lies have been said but still feelings lay in so raw. None of them were true. Give me a favor and leave without doing a noice, I want to look through the windows in peace. And take your little girl with you, she annoys me a bit too. Understand that you lack common knowledge. I never said that I wasn't the fault one. But there is not just one evening, one goodmorning, yesterday you were making me mad so don't wonder about the slap. And in the past before we suffered both didn't we? So it's alright, let's just not talk, should we?

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