{which really means im not sorry at all for being myself. not one bit}

i wish i hadn't told you what i hate. i'm not so perfect anymore, darling.

{we were leaning against the slanting walls, heads hanging over the inclines. there was this tinytiny plant. i really like it, i told you. you comment, have you ever noticed that you like EVERYTHING? you dont hate anything do you?}

you know what. i dont WASTE TIME HATING THINGS. this isnt hate. this is expulsion, explication, enteration.

{but thanks for listening to me tell you how i cant stand the rectangular chocolate chips in cookie dough blizzards}

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