I found out later on that one of my supposedly-good-friends told you that I thought you might like me. They thought it would help me realize how much of a jerk you are, that it would make me get over you more quickly. She was wrong. It just made me feel shit. Thanks dear friend of mine.
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Toxic
Short Storyshe was flowers and sweet gin, and he was the poison that destroyed them highest ranking: #561 in Short Story current ranking: #561 in Short Story
