Peter Steele
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Peter Steele
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You and Peter were sitting on the floor in your bedroom. You were listening to him as he vented to you about his feelings.
βI just really needed to call it quits. She was too self-absorbed. I wouldnβt be surprised if she just used me to make herself look good.β He said, feeling upset, and slightly frustrated.