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I hate you.
11-15-03, 12:41 a.m.

David just called me. The conversation went as follows.

me: Hello?
David: Is this Kashmir?
me: Yes.
David: Let me tell you something, you sneaky little cunt...
me:hangs up phone

Please do not call me or talk to me anymore. I have never in my life called you a horrible name, and clearly you do not know me as well as you thought you did. Of all the words you could call me, cunt was the worst choice possible.

I hate you.

I am through with the both of you.

I hate you.

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