So you make up excuses for why he never comes around. And I know he’s going to show up saying he misses you, but honestly whose fault is that? Your address is the same and your phone numbers haven’t changed. There’s just no excuse for it this time.

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I’m slowly, subconsciously learning not to trust people. I hate it more than anything in the world.

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