God, I hate it when you do this.
Mm.
Seriously. It's uncomfortable and just . . . yeah. Uncomfortable.
Get over it.
That shit'll kill you, ya know.
Fuck off. You're not me.
Right. And I've never lived before either, right?
They closed up.
Really? I'd only been there once.
Case and point, I guess.
That's kind of sad, if you think about it . . . Like, I know it's business and all, but that shit must sucks. Someone's hopes and dreams were kicked in the face after it closed shop.
You're the kind of guy that feels bad for the family members of a fictional cop that gets gunned down in a story, aren't you?
You're just a fucking . . . for lack of a more mature word, copycat. That's what you are. You're not your own fucking person. You try so hard to be great that you just end up being someone else for two minutes.
Hey fuck you. At least I'm humble about it. I know I am.
That doesn't help your case at all.
Just give me a break . . . I'm trying. And I'm new to this. I don't know what or how to be.
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Sorry. I know I'm annoying. And it sucks. Kind of just feel like I should leave everyone alone.
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