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Jamie, you let me be smitten.
You let me think we were growing a life together....
Yet you grew to hate all the things you lived about me.
No worries.
You have your shitty alone life.
I'll have mine.
It really could have been better.
Owning a home is expensive.
But cheaper than the LOVE you lost.
I hope the best for you, if that doesn't include throwing shots about "the boy with two belly buttons" that end a convo quick.
Sucks knowing you wanted more...
And I wasn't part of it.
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