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Karmas a bitch and then I die


 
We briefly had something, you came through for me, you helped me and tried to almost love me. You had no idea that beneath my smile was a black soul. If it had feelings it would understand the pain it caused, understood why the world turned its back. It only feels dead and shame and desperate need. Whatever you want, you taught me what love is and I did things so shameful. I can’t and won’t stop hurting people, one last favour please. Spare my family and my boys. To S&m you’re both the reason I got this far, I love you. 
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