It makes my heart hurt. Don't tell me you doubt that I love you. Don't even HINT towards it. Don't try and drill it into my heart, it fucking kills me. It cuts out chunks of my heart, and throws them in a blender.
Fuck it.
Don't play games with me, I'm a sore loser, and I always make the game less fun.
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