I'll leave for you

I'll leave for you

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Chapter one My suitcase is being packed as we speak,only 4 more pairs of jeans left Your secrets are the only things left to pack even though there impossible to box up I pretty much left for your own good after all ,there was no way I could stay. I saw the messages...I can barely look at you anymore How could you feel this way and never tell me.im not some charity for your friendship.i guess Alex left your side as well since she only used you so I could lose my bestfriend and dump u once the job was completed Well,the truck is here I slowly put my countless boxes and suitcase in the back of the white moving truck and get in the passenger seat.well,this is it get ready.get set.im gone
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