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I should feel bitter, selfish injury. I should feel hatred, a hissing need to rip something apart.
All that I really feel is that I have been proven correct. Sour sour victory to go along with my inverted selfish heart.
I feel that the world would be better if only I was here.
Everyone, go inside and let Emily play in the streets. She wants to feel alone rather than lonely.
