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he has this amazing way of making me feel little, uncared of, like a huge burden, and he can't communicate openly and honestly for shit. "i'm busy" etc...that's what you said back then rather than really telling me whhat was going on, and if only you had, i'd never have met your sorry fucking ass. i regret ever trusting you. i hate you, fuck feeling nostalgic or guilt over you, i'm so over this. there are so many guys after me, why do i waste precious moments of my life on him? i don't want his friendship, i don't want him.