I was letting you win. I can't believe I let you win.
I'm glad you're dead now. You can't hurt anyone anymore. I'll never understand why no one realized what was going on. After all the people that ou hurt, no one even thought to wonder if you were hurting me. Everyone thought, he's too old. But you weren't, we you, you bastard.
Once I had a boyfriend. The kindest, most gentle person in the world, I was afraid of him. All thanks to you. But no longer. I didn't kiss him for 2 or 3 months after we started dating.
Our first kiss broke the ice, and now we're best friends. Eternal bestfriends. That's right. I'm married now. I bet you thought you'd broken me did you, you bastard. Well. You didn't.
I also realized that you can't hurt me anymore, you can't touch me anymore, you're not even real anymore. As far as I"m concerned you never happened.
I hope you're rotting in hell.
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