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Why is it so hard to be happy for people I don’t like? I hate acting fake to them, but truthfully I don’t find them to be deserving of what’s coming. I just want it all to fall apart. Either that, or be a giant wake-up call and not be what they thought. At all.

Does that make me a bad person? I am genuinely happy for most people. But not these jerks. Ughhh.

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