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... o really liked me and did not stay with me just for pity, I wanted to have much more money only if I had things that I wanted to have and people I could spend with.


I wanted to go to more parties, I wanted to have a car, I wanted to have a motorcycle, I wish I had a boat.


I wanted to meet more girls, I wanted to have someone I loved and loved me back, I wanted to be married, I wanted to have children, I wish I had a family.


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