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Haunted.

A year ago you betrayed me for probably the last time, and I have same agenda now that I did then. I am always going to standing exactly where I am, and I'm always going to be here. But I can't say it's not tinged with degrees of bitterness and anger. 


Because those things? Those things are fucking constant. We could have had a better life you and I, a better life for our child too. But you made choices... choices that didn't include me.


Why do you think it hurt so fucking much last year?


Sometimes I hate myself for missing you as much as I do... other times I use it as fucking fuel.


That being said I don't need you in my life, I want you to be in my life when you're willing to be. I have my freinds and my family and I have a good time with them and I don't want for anything in this life. No matter where I go I will always have them. I missed my son last night but I didn't think at all about you because I was happy with my buddies. That's where things stand right now. I'm going to enjoy my life and have adventures. I have never needed you for that.


I just wanted you to be a part of them.

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