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BURNING BRIDGES


Don't ever lie to me about a little joke, crossing that path will only get you provoked. Don't ever take my kindness for weakness, that would only give you a lost of your soul. I get it we all have problems, but don't use them to your advantage to dispute someone else. I'm at the point that I don't care anymore. What do y'all want? suicide or homicide; You decide. You deprive my mind making my logic a bad thing. If you a problem with what I write then call me. I'm the mastermind behind this whole thing. Literally living an insane prodigy that'll make a sane kid go to therapy.  I can't say a thing without my words being twisted, and no it's not a generational thing, it's the fact that some particular people avoid the true details about what I'm saying, then play it back in their heads with the wrong message. It's not my fault you can't understand details. It's you're fault because you make everything a big deal.  You let words slip through your finger tips. I can't express it enough. But you get the hint. I burn bridges with my ignorance.
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