fucking pissed.
I feel like I have every right to be.
I know what you're bringing to the table.
I know what you have to offer.
Only thing that matters to be, is having your company, for the rest of my days.
But I have told you and shown you, repeatedly, as have my friends and family, what kind of person I am.
If that's not enough by this point in time?
Time to say bye-bye.
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