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Last night I dreamt that I was helping my former girlfriend move out of her apartment in Dallas. She didn't have that much stuff, just some clothes and a foosball table. The table got stuck on the stairs, and we played a few games before leaving it there. It eventually turned to cheese or something and crumbled away.

That pretty much sums up our relationship. Sometimes you're not meant to be with certain people, no matter how much you (think you) love them.