Oh Janelle, you got meee.
I know my worth, trust me. You've lost a lot. I haven't lost anything. I gained a good time, some good memories, whatever. You gave me up first. Remember that.
I don't play games, and I'm not spiteful. I'm sad you let this happen, but I feel like you got your own shit to deal with.
DEUCES.
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