maybe thats when people should get hitched and breed, when they dont give a fuck any more.
the new boy say that eventually he'll make me sad. he say that i'm just so *good* that everything about me is *good* and how did i get tangled up with him. the new boy say that eventually it will end - it always does - that eventually i'll get mad and will yell and it will be over and he hates the thought of the day that he disappoints me.
maybe my problem is that i still give a fuck.
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