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I could end a relationship with the craziest, bitchiest girl in the world then a few months down the road feel sick to my stomach when something reminds me of a good time we had, or a conversation we had.
The older I get and the more relationships I go through the worse it gets. I can never seem to leave the past in the past. I fear that within the next year or two I'm going to have the exact same attitude toward women as Fletch.
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