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Sometimes I think about that old house and the way you didn't give a shit when I went out. I was stupid for sleeping around.
I would give anything to be yours again but it's apparent you can't stand me. How could I blame you?
Your artwork still hangs in that old house because I can't stomach to throw it out. A portrait of my best friend so well drawn.
Please bury me closer to you than we are now. Before you found out I was worthless. I'm so worthless.
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