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ok, well we sorta broke up on sunday, and in that time I ripped up all her photos and letters and put them in a shoe box with "SLUT" on the top, then cried to my good friend for a few hours, during which we plotted out revenge, then *SHE* called me and said she wouldn't do it again and wanted to get back with me and me being the gutless person that I am, said ok.
SORT of regretting that now, but I can't seem to let go. Even when she told me I'm mentally ill.
By the way Bob, I WASN't drinking during my HSC lol.
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