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When we first met, i was truly happy for the first time in a long time. We were in our own happy bubble. i thought no one could ever tear our bubble down but i was wrong. you were my person. my best friend. the other half of my freak. now i rarely see that side of you. things have gotten so bad and out of control. i miss my best friend and wish i could go back in time and not walk out of the room that night. now im left in a bubble of darkness while you shop for your next craigslist freak. why did we let that bubble burst?
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