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I still remember that day I finally found the courage to tell you how I really felt. That night, me laying on your floor telling you about how sometimes I wish I was a boy, and you telling me how basically the idea was stupid because you'd already been gifted with 1 boy and 1'girl'. And how I cried, still on your floor and how you didn't care because you always think you're right. I guess you feel good now because I gave up. You win. But was it so hard to support me? Like you said you always would? What changed? I'll never forget that day. And i'll never forgive you. Though maybe, it was stupid of me to even tell you. A part of me knew you probably wouldn't take it well but there was also another part, hoping you would. Because you "love me no matter what", right? (wrong)
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