I don't know why I like to pretend me and Steven are happy.. but we're not. All we do is argue. He gets drunk/high, yells at me, tells me every little thing he doesn't like about me, and I cry. That's the way it goes. Since I moved back home he hasn't called me, his pregnant girlfriend, to see how I'm doing, how I feel, if I'm ok. Nothing. He sends
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