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here i sit, not wanting you to come back this time.

you are the straw that broke the camel's back,

but instead you broke my heart.

i stood by your side through snow storms and bullet-like hail.

can you tell me where the fuck that got me?

here.

waiting, no, not waiting, procrastinating till i leave you.

finally!

you broke off more than you could chew this time and look where you ended up spitting your wad of shit out.

right here next to me, next to your life packaged up and ready to go, special thanks to me.

you had it so good.

now that i am gone, i dare you, i fucking dare you to try and get laid, get better than me, get prettier than me, and get someone who would put up with your shit more than me.

good fucking luck.