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You know what, what made me think that I ever loved you or that you were a right definition of love? You always complaing about the things that I do. You hate my ways, I always try to please you. You always let me be the one to apologize. You're stubborn and put yourself on a pedistol. You want everything to be about you and you always just object me. Judge me for my appearence. Try to change me, try to define me. The hell with you because honestly what was there to love about you? The goodness lastet  for 5 minutes and the rest was shit. Everything always had to be your way or the high way. Really to think about it, why did I ever love you since all you ever do nowadays is to push me away and stupify me. Call me childish and blame everyone else but yourself? Goodbye