My luck I would call you the night you’re not sleeping alone… I hate you.

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I needed you. I always need you. But we don’t always get what we want. Unless we are taking about you, in that case you apparently get whatever it is you want with whoever it is you’re wanting it with.
It’s ok. I always knew, deep down, you were full of shit. Your countless lies, never ending excuses..
Ugh you make me sick.
I’m so glad I am finally seeing you for what you are.
Nothing.

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