It’s somewhat telling that in two posts on his blog today, my ex referred to me as his “friend,” while I generally refer to him as “my ex.”
So, one of us has moved on, and one of us hasn’t. I leave it to you to figure out which is which.
It’s somewhat telling that in two posts on his blog today, my ex referred to me as his “friend,” while I generally refer to him as “my ex.”
So, one of us has moved on, and one of us hasn’t. I leave it to you to figure out which is which.
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