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Oct 2018
I wasted my words on you
So many days I came home with my shirt soaked with your tears
I did so much for you
I loved you when no one else would
I respected you and when I knew we were not healthy anymore I had enough respect for you to want to tell you in person
But you, you text me at 3 am
Gives me vague details to why you now suddenly hate me
Tell me to walk for two hours to pick up my **** and when I get there
You are asleep
Couldn't be bothered to be awake for 10 ******* minutes
Repeat the same thing two days later!
Finally, you are awake and open the door
You threw my stuff at me and slam the door in my face
You didn't even ******* look at me!
Now the walls of your hallway are soaked in my tears
*******!
James Shayne
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James Shayne  14/Transgender Male/11375
(14/Transgender Male/11375)   
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