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| Christ, my first day out of jail and I have to see you. God hates me. | |
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| Come on, don't take it personal that I left you. | |
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| Take it personal?! You left me and took my nintendo. I bought that with my own money. | |
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| You bought that for the both of us. I took that as a memory of you....I still miss you sometimes. | |
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| Well, no. I took it because I have no job and you were supporting me all these months. So, I need something to have while I try to fuck someone else with a job. | |
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