"I don’t even want a boyfriend. I just want someone who wants to hang out all the time, and thinks I’m the best person in the world, and wants to have sex with only me. And it makes me feel very stupid to tell you this because it makes me sound like a girl, who wants to like go to brunch and I really don’t want to go to brunch, and I don’t want you to like sit on the couch while I shop, or like even meet my friends. I don’t even want that, okay?
And I don’t really see you hearing me, and I don’t really see you changing, so… I just summed it up. And I’m sorry that I didn’t figure it out sooner and you must think I’m even stupider than you thought already, but consider it a testament to your charms. Because you might not know this, but you are very, very charming. And I really care about you. And I don’t want to anymore because it feels too shitty for me. So I’m gonna leave."
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