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[spigu_lives]

i know it's you.

i know how you write, i know what you think of me, the little clues. seruiously, fuck off.

i'm sick of you popping back into my head or my life every time i forget about you. first your boyfriend, next yourself. god damn, can't you just let go?

if i can let go, and i was the one still in love, you can too.

and yeah, i know it's you.

and no, i don't appreciate you stalking my friends as well as me.

i'm sorry you're a fucking psycho.

not my fault.