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17
Nov

If by loving me you meant no call return then I know why you’re my ex and I hold this bitchness to be self-evident and hold you in the highest form of Never—sorry for falling for a hacker’s hypermagic. Sorry for not getting over it, sorry for not being perfect, but someone else will love those imperfections. You say you’re moving on? Guess I should’ve gone the whole way… which would’ve been between one foot already stepped on, and the barefoot way he wouldn’t have left me if I hadn’t still kept all my gummy bears for you. So if by forever you meant fuck you, you are definitely on the right track. I second that. End rant.

—”I Know How To Love Now,” Lalanii