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Void

VOID

Dear fucking Paul,

I keep getting flashbacks about you. It's horrible. I don't know why you just won't leave me alone. I wake up screaming in a sweat. It hurts, everything hurts. I hope you're reading this somehow. I hope you just fuck off. I hate you and you're making me hate myself. God, why haven't you just rotted in hell already?