Ex-Wife, Please Have Some Self-Respect

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trum. Cut the funds. I want him to have to ask

I'll initiate

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crush someone

when he wasn't with her. Did he have friends? She did

he had lived with for three year

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mom

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over the line, ma'am. You'll need

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