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Sunday 7th December

I want you to stop.

Stop making me feel like this.

You dumped me. You left me for four months to cry over you.

You're not allowed to waltz into my life and drag me into this again. You don't miss me and I should remember that. I should fucking remember that.

Maybe if I point out all the things I hate about you it will lessen the pain. But being in love clouds your judgment. I can only see the good in you even if you're a walking blackhole.

But baby just hug me one last time before you leave.

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