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I loved this woman for years. She was my best friend and my partner in crime.

I left her for a young beautiful scandinavian woman.

I now regret what I did, because she could never love me in the way this woman did.

I think about her everyday..

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I'm not sure what I should say about this, I'm not sure what I want to say either.
I feel like I should bs some metaphor about how I helped a someone with a scientific exploration only to be blamed for everything that they discovered.

I dislike that that I thought I'd never fall into this trap, but more of me just pities them, they must be so consumed to become so hateful.