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Jun 2020
I'm growing weary, and can't take anymore.

Always getting the same **** from you, shore to endless shore, floating on your heavy *** guilt trip ship.

It's time I must rise above my emotions which you have sank, even if it means I must break from us and walk the ******' plank.
Poetic justice
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Poetic justice  37/M/Uk
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