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I don't know what I'm supposed to do. You want me to be someone I'm not. I push you away all the time to see how bad you want to stay in my life. I don't know why I do it either, I just do. and OF COURSE I'm going to be upset about you hanging out with the biggest whore I know. I promised I wouldn't fuck around on you, you promised the same, but I stopped hanging out with guys. I don't know what you want from me at this point. I gave all I could, it wasn't enough for you, so I guess that's it for us.
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry.