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Just saw the girl who made my last month pretty miserable. She walked past me without looking at me in that hurt, purposeful way.
I feel oddly guilty.
Do I have homewrecker’s sympathy complex? Because I shouldn’t. She’s an insensitive piece of work.
Jerk.
I have my man back, and we’re better than ever. I won.
“That’s your real lip colour? GOD.”
—one of my best guy friends, inflating my ego as per his job description








