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Those voices are still inside my brain, playing over and over again. Sometime i feel like screaming madly at you, telling you what did you do to us. Telling you can u fucking stop all these nonsense. Its true when people say, like father like son, so now i must say like mother like daughter uh. I am who i am today, all thanks to you. Dont always say me what what what, arent you like this as well? Isnt this what u've teached me all along?