I am home, with people who will always love me. It feels nice. I miss this feeling of being able to be myself.
Its over with him. I am done. I don't love him anymore. I don't want to be his friend anymore. He is a DOUCHE BAG. He is not worth my time or my effort. If someone asks me about him I would tell them he is a child, not a man, and he is not ready for a woman, not even close.
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