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You never invited me to your birthday party so I gave up. I met someone new and I rarely think of you anymore.
Sometimes a good memory of you crosses my mind and I smile. But I try to press it down.
You drunk texted me a month ago and I didn’t reply. I think it’s for the best. I want someone who thinks of me when they’re sober.
Bye Parker. I’m not sure what to do with the ring you gave me. :/
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