It's so hard I want to cry. I was playing him, he didn't even know. But now he's played me. He did and I want to refuses to believe it but its true. I wasn't much anything to him. He got over me, and left me stuck trying to pick up the pieces. I knew this would happen. I knew I would start to have feelings for him once he was gone. I hate my brain, I hate my heart. I want to go back to the start
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