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Sunday, March 30


You know what? You act as though you are my friend; you tell me you are my friend. But you are not my friend. I don't think you ever were. The words that we shared were not genuine, were not sincere, were not full of anything but selfishness, at least on your part. At one point I thought there was something. But looking back, I know there was nothing. It is time, as they say, to let my past become water under the bridge, so that I may dive into the water head first and be clean. (I guess they don't say that last part. But they should. It sounds cool.)

Tessa was right from the start.

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