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I can't be gaslighted, you tell me that you open Snapchat and then you got distracted by something and didn't read my post. That's just a slap of my face. You were looking for something else on that app that I got in your way and I know it.  Why do I allow myself not to be the priority? What damage is causing me not to just fucking walk away? I would say it for this from anyone else..... 

Sleeping alone again.... I knew it though. I knew that he wasn't, isn't ready. He doesn't want to be married. 

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