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Scratch that, enough about me already. I guess initially the ease of our dialogue comes to mind, succeeding comes embarrassment and how it crashes through all of our interactions and washes away what actually is. Also I think of you holding back, I rack my brain attempting to come up with some sort of reasoning for that.


I understood completely what happens, but did not comply. Nothing at all would be anything like this, and I wish I could be sure that it isn't just me, always me.