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It seemed like before you and I were so close and I was so in love with you. Right now I just want to rack your eyes out with some fake nails. I love how you pretend that you missed my calls. I love how you just all fake telling your friend that you didn't give a fuck about me and then you turn around and ask me to marry you. Who the fuck does shit like that...you are a loser and you will always be a loser. Why did I ever bother to love you?
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