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Everything make sense now. I know my life is tragic, but you put it into it. I know you are ok, but.. what about me? Ok, I know, I know.. I doesn't matter. Everything is clear now, you are with the perfect girl, the Barbie Doll that every boy wants, and I'm excluded from your life. Is the perfect end, the end of the stupid love that I have. I wanted that these thing, that "we" has, lasts forever, but I fell in the real life, and it only make sense in those love story's that every little girl wants. Personally I hate it, I hate you, I hate her, I hate this fairytale that you invented! I want the real you, but now, I know that "he" never existed. I want you to know, that I loved you, I love you, and I'll love you, also when I said that I hate you.. The hate and the love walks in the same line.. You know that. I also know, that you maybe are thinking that I look like a little girl without her doll.. But thinking like that, I'm the little girl, and you are the doll.. that special thing, that it's gone. And.. finishing with this weird thing.. You are that thing.. that it's gone.