The choices that I choice to make are always very regrettable ones. I’m not perfect…in no means will I ever be perfect, but the one that I let go was pretty close to it. The thought of it is killing me, I can feel my insides deteriorating. And it’s not like no one has ever died of a broken heart, and if they haven’t, well there’s a first for
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its a breakup, i can bet you'll have 32857346 more breakups.
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