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He Said. She Said. They Said. Silence.

Don’t run I said.

It gets nasty I said.

Don’t worry he said.

It will be fine he said.

I always worry I said.

He’s not the best person for the job they said.

He’s always late they said.

He never goes to meetings they said.

This is ridiculous I said.

Are you going to put up with this bullshit I said.

It’s not a big deal he said.

Ignore them he said.

I can’t help but call them out I said.

Tell Your wife to shut up they said.

Keep your wife under control they said.

It doesn’t bother me I said.

I’ll laugh it off I said.

He’s not doing a good job they said.

He’s not there for us they said.

He supports Osama Bin Laden they said.

This isn’t funny I said.

Aren’t you pissed I said.

Yes, it’s crazy he said.

It’ll be ok he said.

Don’t trust your “friends” he said.

He’s the life lock dentist they said.

This is insane I said.

This hurts I said.

I want this to be over he said.

This is politics they said.

Grow thicker skin they said.

I don't understand why I said.

I can’t be silent I said.

I can’t stop you he said.

I love him I said.

Don’t believe the lies I said.

He’s the one I said.

He’s a good dad I said.

You’re desperate they said.

Don’t use your kids they said.

But he did. And he did, too, I said.

Your words cut I said.

You put yourself out there they said.

You deserve this they said.

You need to learn your lesson they said

I hear you I said.

Silence.

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