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May 2020
That night after you dumped me on the phone
I couldn’t stop crying.
My sister gave me a Xanax and my parents took us to Golden Corral.
I turned numb.
Now after 10 years later
You want to reconcile.








No.
Don’t go back to an ex.
Stewie
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Stewie  32/F/Tampa, FL
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