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we broke up because we weren't working out anymore.
because of a few careless acts.
but you twisted it into my fault. because it was my fault you touched me in the woods. My fault you forced me under you. My fault I felt disgusted when I looked in the mirror. now everyone thinks I'm the slut, that I'm the liar. that it's all my fault.
which is why we broke up. because you need to grow the fuck up.

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