I won't give you the luxury of knowing what I am thinking, but for the record, it is that I seem pretty good at helping people figure things out that they want. I was feeling badly for myself, and I thought that you felt that bad too, but I don't connect like that any more, as of sitting on the floor by you, and saying hi to you first.
I hope that you grow up some day, because despite what you portray, it wasn't this summer.
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