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I don't care.

He meant the world to you.

Stop it. I don’t want to think about him.

He was your soulmate. He planned to propose to you on that very same day, y’know.

Shut up.

He made you swear to never let go of him.

No he didn’t. You’re lying.

Yes he did. You remember it from two years ago. You swore that you would never let him go, and then he kissed you. That was your first kiss.

Don’t remind me about that. It hurts. I don’t want to remember this.

When you found him dangling from a noose last week-

SHUT UP. DON’T MAKE ME THINK.

He was dead by the time you found him. It’s a wonder he even managed to strangle himself without ripping the ceiling down. I wonder what his last thoughts were.

Don’t. I’m warning you.

I bet he was thinking about you. After all, you were the one that broke him completely. He killed himself because of you.

Stop talking about him. Please.

Aah. You’re holding that blade to your wrists, I see. You’re going to keep that promise for him. Do it then. Slash ’em.

I hate you.

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