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| I'm sorry. I'm just... tired of this. The world isnt black and white. Your choices aren't "Be Shit on by the Universe" or "Abandon Everyone who Loves You" Go for some grey area, please. | |
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| You're right, it's not. I'll just order my birth certificate and get my ID and a job. OH WAIT! I need my ID to get a birth certificate. I need my birth certificate to get an ID. | |
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| Well, that portion of grey has disappeared. Well, I'll just work on my clients. Oh wait! Hundreds of emails in the last two weeks and no response. Thousands since the turn of the year and nothing. | |
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| There's a bit more grey gone. I guess you were right. What /do/ you know? You talk like I haven't thought about that. You act as if i've just given up. | |
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| Well what the hell do you want me to say? Because it sure as hell isn't going to be "Go ahead, break mine and Stephi's hearts, feel free." | |
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| I didn't ask you to get involved this time. I tried to make sure you weren't in the line of fucking fire. But twice you snapped at me for not just letting my life continue in the shit. | |
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