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I need to lose you for good.
No you can't. I have always been with you. Right from your chubby cheek days. I never asked you to entertain me. But you used to buy me pop corn, pastries, pizzas and what not. I can't live without you. I can't think of you without me.
I am dead serious this time. I have had enough. Everyone seems to be mocking me for being with you. I can't take it anymore.
Please don't listen to them. Have they ever said anything nice about you and me? Have they ever stopped making faces whenever they see you feeding me? I hate them. I hate this world.
I don't care about you. You have ruined my life. You drive me nuts. I just hate you. I am going to show them that I can lose you.
Ok, let's see. Last time also you had said these words before you started your diet. But when you came back, I never said anything. I will always be there waiting for you.
I hate you.

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