a horse with blinders
2:31 p.m.

'p'

i just wish that you would get it. i wish you could turn your eyes away from the money you're making now to see that you've left me behind. after the endless times you've told me how much you love me and how much better your life has been since i walked into it, and now you (unintentionally) leave me for your job and your precious, precious money.

you kept saying you needed to make sacrifices now in order to move ahead later ... so be it then. you just made the biggest sacrifice in order to establish your illustrious career in retail: you sacrificed me. and i won't be coming back.

'j'

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