Goodbye

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This is my letter of goodbye to my ex best friend. We can no longer be friends and this story will give you the reasons why. One of my friends told me I should write it down so I am. Currently crying in my room.Tutti i diritti riservati

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Chapter 1 (The Bathroom Confession)
ven, giu 6, 2025

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Chapter 1 (The Bathroom Confession)
ven, giu 6, 2025

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This is my story, essentially these are real events I've lived through and I'm processing it by writing it down as a fairytale. It's probably fine. THIS IS DEDICATED TO MY FRIENDS: You are the ONLY ones who got me through all of these struggles! Thank you for saving me everyday. To me, you are the magic, thank you!

Have you ever encountered mad love? No, not the kind with butterflies in your belly and a sweet thrill, or even the relationship between two loving hearts. This love is different - it's a poison, it destroys life. What should you do if the past does not let go? Where can you hide from feelings bordering on mental illness? How do you escape a man who has become your shadow? No way... It's impossible to escape. It's impossible to hide. Living with it is unbearable. "You won't be happy with anyone, I won't allow it..."

You never know how dependent you are on someone until they leave... I loved my best friend in silence for years, one drunken confession brought my whole world crashing down.

Why did you have to leave me ..

So, I think I’m just about over being your girlfriend.. I’m leaving, I’m leaving No more wondering what you’ve been doing Where you been sleeping.. It’s over.. I’m leaving, I’m leaving..

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Love ends. Memories don't. You know the feeling. The unread chats. The almost-apologies. The way one person becomes everywhere, even in their absence. This is the story of mine.This is every hug, every fight , every THURSDAY that still cuts deep.

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I wish he hadn't told me that because afterwards I never felt the same for him as I did for the last 13 years of my life.

I hate everything. I was convinced of this until the day I met him... We burned our school down and ran away from everything. It was so chaotic. All of it. Where do I even begin?

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This is my story, essentially these are real events I've lived through and I'm processing it by writing it down as a fairytale. It's probably fine. THIS IS DEDICATED TO MY FRIENDS: You are the ONLY ones who got me through all of these struggles! Thank you for saving me everyday. To me, you are the magic, thank you!

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