I hate it when you messed up my tempo whenever you're back, every morning, every freaking morning you have to be that grumpy to me that it felt like I owe you that much, can't wait for you to get your car so that I can see your face lesser and lesser, why must I think of you when you're away? How stupid am I, because I know for a fact that you don't even miss me for a second when you're away, you only tank about yourself, why ??


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