You still refuse to change. When will you start practising what you preach? Why can't you be good to me?
I find you to be so ignorant to what you have right before you. Have you thought bout life when I'm gone? Have you thought bout life when I won't help you anymore? When I won't care? When I won't love?
You seem so sure that you can't lose me. And one day, it shall be my turn to be sure that I can be gone with just a blink. So please, don't be bad. You're making me hate you. And that's the last thing you'd want me to do to you, my dear ):
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