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"Oh, just fuck of, will you!?"
I was so tired that I did just that, I fucked off. She obviously enjoyed his company more than mine, so why should I deny her that pleasure? I took a long walk that evening, around her neighborhood. You know, I always expect long walks to do me good, I always expect that they'll help clear my head or relax me or that it would at least have some favourable effect. The truth is they never do. The only thing they ever do is piss me off, becasue I get cold and tired and I start stewing and fuming and then I just wish I was asleep. The truth is I hate everything. Well, obviously not everything, but you know what I mean. I like warmth and I like clean smells and I like the taste of a tiny bit too much sugar. And I love her, of course, probably more than even I fully realize. I suppose if I thought about it I'd probably have to admit that she's really the only person I even like at all. It's not that I really dislike everyone else, it's more that I just really don't think I'd have a lot of trouble without them. But I know that I wouldn't be able to manage without her.
"Oh, just fuck off, will you!?"
Alright, I'm gone, don't worry about it. Hey, everything's going to be great. Okay? Are you okay? Everything is going to be just fabulous. I promise.
Hey, can I ask you one question?
"Oh, just fuck off, will you!?"
Yeah, you're right. I'm sorry. See you around? Oh, right, I guess not. Well goodbye, then.
"Oh, just-"
Yeah, I know. Don't worry, I'll be gone soon.
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