I was in the middle of my boredom mode while reading though a friends journal. All he talks about is, well was love. How he loved someone, and it never worked out. How they loved him and tore his heart out of his chest. All he did was bitch and moan about htese girls, and how they had treated him. When it was over, he would be like screw them
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