Boy: hey.
Girl: hey.
Boy: I'm sorry.
Girl: for what.
Boy: leaving.
Girl: you mean breaking me into a million pieces and using me and throwing me away.
Boy: I'm sorry.
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Boy: hey.
Girl: hey.
Boy: I'm sorry.
Girl: for what.
Boy: leaving.
Girl: you mean breaking me into a million pieces and using me and throwing me away.
Boy: I'm sorry.
