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In the end, you will always be abandoned by everyone. People aren't inherently nice. They're nice because you have money or fame or looks or just something that they want from you. People aren't sincere. They don't care about you. They'll love to see you locked up somewhere if it benefits them. You are but a shame to them. They won't say hello if you walk past them down the streets. Why? Because you are worthless. Useless. You are better off dead. Sooner or later they will only see you as an annoyance, a hindrance, a burden. You are not worth their time. They first see you as a novelty. But when the novelty wears off, they get bored of you. Then they throw you away. Or if you are at first useful to them, they are nice and sweet. But after that they will use you like a pawn until they no longer need you. Or even when it seems like they like you, they throw you aside for something better. You are but a useless second-hand toy for people to play with. A rundown car that serves its purpose until they get a new Ferrari. Or if you are not something they want, because of who or what you are. They will hate you. They will marginalize you until you are no longer of any concern to them. They hate you. Every little bit of you. They hate you. You are better off dead. You should have walked off while you still could. Now you are but a whimpering coward seeing companionship like a desperate idiot. But you will find no one. No one wants you. No one needs you. They hate you. All of them. They despise you in some way. They hate you. They hate you. You should hate them too. It's unforgivable. You hate them. Those who abandon you. Everyone of them. You hate them all. The world rejects you. They hate you.
They hate you. You hate them. Remember that.
Regards,
yourself.