I'm sick of expectations and prejudices and insecurities and the coddling and useless fluffy words and all the people who have nothing to say and talk anyway and people who I gush to and never gush back or respond to my gushing in anyway and people who aren't there when I call their house and make me so sick of them.
And don't talk to me about this, I'll talk to you if I want to about it.
Me.
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imma be there, spinner.
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