Of the metaphorical bridge. I am, straight up, hands in the air, a burner. If something has ended, for whatever reason, I don’t see the point in continuing with it, in less than it’s whole self. It’s not because I’m heartless or cold, as much as people would like to say that I am, because I am, in a roundabout way, a people pleaser. I’m not a pushover, I won’t bend to your every whim, but if there’s something I’ve done that makes you…

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