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You go behind my back and talk to him, when I said clearly not to, you fucked up big time.
Yet you hack on my shit because you don’t trust me at all. Pretty fucked up as well.
It’s not like I go snooping around your shit, way to know that you have trust and faith in me when you never did.
I loved you a lot, and you fucked up on me gatcho.
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