So I understand I’m not with him. I was sitting here and I got this really bad memory of him embracing a girl as they were making out. Right there, 10 feet away from me. That pissed me off and still does and I told him at the time that it hurt. Then he has the nerve to tell me a month before he gets married that he likes me. Ahhhh. He told me that that chick meant nothing that none of them do and that he likes me. Kissing all these woman and you’re engaged to be married. Kissing me and you’re getting married? What the Fuhhhhhhh? And then again, I still have feelings that need to diminish. Life fucking sucks.
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