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I wept memories that were lies. Wept the ghosts that never existed. I will not shed another tear for your falsehoods, though they may be true to you, they're nothing but lies to me.
I have mourned enough for you. Even if, I think, you did not deserve to be mourned. But you were a child once, like me. But as you've grown, you turned sour with rot, that even the gods of decay find distastful.
Not for you atleast
Wow, Iām officially 20ā¦. š§
Welp, time to go and edit all my social media bios šāļø
Me coming to the realization that I literally turn 20 tomorrow: