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i hate how i fucking try.
I put effort in, what do you do? sit there and complain that i don’t. I swear, all your words are BS because you don’t even seem to fucking miss me. Maybe everyone was right, it was all bs and you just want attention. You say you miss me, care for me and what…you don’t even look at me at work, text me when it’s not necessary. You rant, yet you don’t act upon your words. Yet i say things i do them. I show up at your house, i bring you food, I say i wanna see you, i see you. You say you’re not use to not talking to me and that you have so much to tell me daily. I get one word replies from you and you don’t reply half the time. Now where did your words go?
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