Okay, look. I get that I can't really fault you for not having any idea what's going on with me, since I'm the one who doesn't wanna talk about it.
But, like- can you just believe me when I say it's not a matter of love and caring and all that hippy-dippy shit or brain chemicals or what the fuck ever? And it's not something I'm gonna tackle at any point if I can fucking help it?
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Okay, look. I get that I can't really fault you for not having any idea what's going on with me, since I'm the one who doesn't wanna talk about it.
But, like- can you just believe me when I say it's not a matter of love and caring and all that hippy-dippy shit or brain chemicals or what the fuck ever? And it's not something I'm gonna tackle at any point if I can fucking help it?