Chris you have no idea how I'm feeling. Or how mad I am that you had moved on before we broke up. Why not speak up? You have no idea what it's like for me to be surrounded by your things and your friends, to lose my appetite and suffer from severe sleep depravation. To wake up shaking from a nightmare in the middle of the night. A nightmare I woke up to remember is actually true.
Why do you bother texting me and pretending you care about how I feel? A person who really cares acts instead of giving a flimsy excuse and then texting. Just let me be.
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