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  • We’re on the final furlong and, I think, will make it to the finish in good shape, as good friends.
    Despite this, there have been – and will be – tough times and bitter pills to swallow, just like last week. I decided to take it on the chin as our world was just too fragile to withstand a stand-up fight.

    “itsallyourfault-youfuckeditup-youareanemotionalwreck-youareincapableofcommitment-youdontknowhowtoconductarelationship-you’llneverbehappy-I’vebeensomiserableanditsallyourfault-I’llneverforgiveyouforYOUKNOW-youonlydowhatyouwant-YOU’REJUSTTOOINDEPENDENT!!!!”

    I cried a lot. I put my arms around him and cried. I kissed him and together we went upstairs to bed, maybe for the last time.
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