I thought

 I thought I would marry you but you made so many mistakes. 

You obviously didn’t think the same. 

Oh well you will be happy no doubt at my expense. 

Jesus I hate you. Prick. Young men are pricks. Old women are cynical. I hate you all as someone in between. 

It is always so impossible. 

Love wasn’t equal. I wasn’t in denial we’re you just depressed all the time. 

I said do you want to be with me, well whatever. Whatever. Did you even love me? Didn’t even say. 

Maybe you do or don’t maybe you can’t cope. 

Why did I let you y in. Why did I have so much sympathy for you. You fucked is at my expense. Fantasy. 

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