you make me sick to my stomach.
i don't know why you pretend to care about me so much,
everything you do is upon act of desperation, trying to make me love you again.
talking about me behind closed doors isn't doing you any good hunny,
especially talking to my ex's and past relations, because they actually do care about me and actually give a fuck what your babbeling on about me?
i watched and experience you standing on your high horse to my other ex boyfriend,
acting as though you knew everything about me and what i do and don't like, which i might as well mention i was getting with him at that point, he knows me better than you ever have and ever will.
keep your tounge tied for now before shit gets serious,
thanks alot.
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