ellen pompeo;

You don't get to call me a whore.
When I met you, I thought I had found the person
that I was going to spend the rest of my life with. I was done.
So all the boys, and all the bars, and all the obvious
daddy issues, who cared? Because I was done. You left me.
I'm all glued back together now. I make no apologies
for how I chose to repair what you broke.
You don't get to call me a whore.

This thing with us is finished. It's over.

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