Some days bleed into the next. Before you know it, it's been three. I am not happy today, nor was I last night. I'm tired of the games. I'm tired of not being able to just walk away. Your actions tell me you love and care. Your words are completely the opposite. "Yes, I get fed up with that kind of stuff. It's not something you don't
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