You are the conundrum of my life.
One minute, full of feeling and love and the next you are cold.
I feel like you love me.
I feel like you don't want me.
Where are you at?
I'm confident at this point you don't know.
I'm doing a great job at leaving you the hell alone, wouldn't you say?
Pretty good.
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