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I just dont get you. You appear when i dont feel like talking to you at all, and you just werent there when i really desperately needed you. Is it my fault things turn out this way? I'm missing alot of things.

Cause if this is how things are gonna be from now on, we might as well stop all this and just move on.

Yeah, that will be totally perfect. Exactly what i need. Right. Now.

Hey mister, i miss you. Alot. But i dont know how to talk to you again. It doesnt change anything.