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I don't remember the exact moment that I knew I wanted to be with Nathan, but I wish I could go back and take it back. I wish I could tell my past self that being with him was the worst idea I'd ever have. I will never be happy. I don't know the exact moment I knew I would never be happy with him, either. I keep hoping I'm wrong. I keep being right. He keeps proving me exactly right, every single goddamn day. I can't escape.
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