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You’re kind of funny, you know. I wanted to stay in our home, but you said I was the one moving out— because I chose separation. You yelled at me when we tried to fix things, shouting that I should pack my things and walk away. Now you’re the one moving, asking if I want to live there. Of course not. I’m on another frequency now. And yet you want me to solve the problems with the painting— me, the one you invited to leave. Where’s your speech now? You wanted the house. So— keep the house.
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Sep 29, 2025
Sep 29, 2025 at 7:32 AM UTC
Keep the House
You’re kind of funny, you know. I wanted to stay in our home, but you said I was the one moving out— because I chose separation. You yelled at me when we tried to fix things, shouting that I should pack my things and walk away. Now you’re the one moving, asking if I want to live there. Of course not. I’m on another frequency now. And yet you want me to solve the problems with the painting— me, the one you invited to leave. Where’s your speech now? You wanted the house. So— keep the house.
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Sep 29, 2025
Sep 29, 2025 at 7:32 AM UTC
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