Why didn't I listen to myself!? "What if the police come? What if the police come?" It kept going through my head. I knew they would come... Why didn't I say anything?! WHY!?
Why did he do that? Why did he have to do that? Why? Is it so important to him? Is it? I don't understand... I hate him. I hate what he did. I just hate it.
I'm not that kind of person. I'm not. I'm not. Don't think I am, because I'm not. I hate him so much... right now... I can't see him. I can't speak to him. Not now... I hate him...
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