To believe me that I'm fine, and that everything's okay, you must really not know me then.
You're supposed to be one of my closest friend's. For you to not realize that I'm still not over that phase, you must really not know me. Cos almost everyone else can see it. But not you. Maybe you do, but hey, what can I do. You won either way. I'm just so disappointed at how you gave yourself the victory, and not even consider how much I myself, needed it. Don't you worry, I'll manage to live. And hey, what can I do, it's your life, and you can do whatever you want with it. Just know that when the time comes, I can just be a bitch enough to do the same to you.
It's pretty safe to say that Karma found you, and bit you pretty hard in the ass.
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