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Good Bye.

You know what I'm sick of? You upsetting me. Really, really sick of it. I know you have a shred of decency in you somewhere, but it always ends up being the same thing.

Well, fuck it.

It has nothing at all to do with jealousy. I would not let you touch me with a ten foot pole.

Have a nice life.


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Jun. 30th, 2002 02:49 am (UTC)
What.. the.. fuck.
You didn't think I was serious when I said "get lost", did you? You sorta started to end the conversation and I made a joke.. you didn't think I was actually telling you to get lost, did you?
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