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Sometimes I wonder if you even miss us and what we had. Or do you just wiped me out of your life? But they have a right what they say: you've just hurt me too many times, you're never there for me, lied to me. But I can never stop thinking about you, best friend. You live your life now. But no one will ever be able to sew the hole where you once were.

Fml.