What are the odds…

What are the odds…

What are the odds…

What are the odds?

We met in a coffee shop and fell in “love”. Crazy, reckless love. How could I be so naive. I can’t even continue to write this stupid letter.

Fuck you, have fun with relapse, too. I can’t wait to cross paths so I can tell you that directly to your face. You took so much away from me, lets just hope that karma will be the bigger bitch than me.

Best wishes :*

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