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| Eric, go to hell. Nobody controls my mouth. Nobody owns me. I talk to who i want to talk to. Now, I've told you for the last time, I dont want to talk to you. Ever. | |
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| Kimberly, I want to get back together. I need you. | |
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| He doesn't understand the meaning of good-bye. He's one of those men who doesn't want it to be over until he wants it to be over. Reasons or no reasons, it's over when I say it's over | |
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| Almost six months. Too long. Let's just say he wanted to be in my bed, but he didn't want to participate in my life | |
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| You look so dang fine when you mad. | |
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