we're done. i can feel it this time. no real fighting, but no real talking. and i don't think i care to try to fix it this time. i may change my mind, but for now, for me, all i can do is wait to afford to move out. so sad to say it like this. i work 35+ hours a week, go to class the other 4 nights a week, clean the place, do the laundry and
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