Chapter 12 of 68

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Your Well Wisher || ✓57 words~1 min read

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I hate you

I hate you so fucking much.

I wish you choke on your own saliva

I wish you die lonely, cold and hungry.

I hope you burn in hell

I hope the devil makes fritters from your body parts

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DIE!

Just go and die!

I hate you.

I HATE YOU!

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