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You don't get to call me whore. When I met you I thought I had found the person that I was going to spend the rest of my life with. I was done, so all the boys and all the bars and all the obvious daddy issues, who cared? Because I was done. You left me! You chose her! I'm all glued back together now. I make no apologies for how I chose to repair what you broke.
Annons