Hands off, bub. Yeah, you heard me. What? Did you think she’d still be waitin’ around, pinin’ after your sorry ass after all this time? I mean, look at her. That’s about as far from pathetic as you can get. And the blond kid? He’s her boyfriend. As in “you have been officially replaced”. Thank God. I was getting pretty sick of sitting there while she stared at the phone, waiting for it to ring. So back off and for chrissakes, just let her be. I don’t wanna spend three more years pickin’ up the pieces you’re gonna leave behind. "No one knows how I feel…what I say unless you read between my lines"

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