I have been thinking lately, about all the things you had done to me, and all the people that dont like you. I feel sorry for you. Im glad i got out, but i regret you being stupid and stuck up about it. And i know you realise what you missed out on, and it makes me smile.
I hate to see even you alone, without anyone who actually likes you. And i think. Over all, that makes me the mature one.
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