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About An (retarded) X.


YOU cackle and talk loudly because deep inside you are the person that hurts, WHY?

are YOU that one that is insecure?

YOU call other people out on their weaknesses like a hawk.

Is it because you spot them so easily in yourself?

Does it make you feel better to hurt THEM?

WHY? 

Would it have made you feel better if you told ME?

 

P.S.

she is the only one that would understand the "retarded" part, no offense intended. 

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