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In an effort to rid my life of useless stuff I'm burning a 5 years old pear berry candle that's in a big ole jar with wax shaped like fruit. It's from an ex I haven't really spoken to since we broke up years ago while having a massive yelling fight from opposite tracks of the subway in Chicago. Apparently boys that are slightly younger than you get pissed off when you choose to ditch them for your 21st birthday.