The phrase of the day:
"I don't want presents...you can get me presents once you got yourself a proper job..."
I've not quite made up my mind on how to feel about it. On the one side I'm very hurt and on the other I just don't give a flying fuck (anymore).
I just can't help feeling that something very wrong is going on.
And my current need is something very unhealthy. Fighting against it is driving me crazy.
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