reminiscing times with your late mother.
I miss you dammit. But why are you talking like as if I cheat on you every time you go out of the country? I guess sometimes you just doubt me naturally, oooh, because I "was cheating on you with Meer". Totally a lie.
I'm not a dumb-ass who does that.
He was just a friend.
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