Your background, the notepad on the desk. I remember writing on every page the words, I love you, except on the pages you had already written the amount of money you had made and what you spent it on. You always spent your money. Maybe I don't love you the same way or the way you want me to, but I do care and I will always love you. And with the four words, "I fucking hate you" repeating over and over in my head....I still care. And if you need anything call me
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