They say I should change
And wear a perky smile
But smiling makes my face hurt
And happiness is vile.
— Anne in high school, probably.
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Anne: What are you doing?
Miles: Watching you paint.
Anne: I don't even want to know why you're watching me paint, but can you at least do it without munching on your chips?
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Anne: You're going to be the end of me.
Miles: You told me that last week.
Anne: AND I'M GOING TO CONTINUE SAYING THAT TO YOU!
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Anne: Miles, no! This is a really bad idea!
Miles: Stick around. I'm full of bad ideas.
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Anne: Hey, hey, Dutch, look at me!
Dutch: [Looks at Anne] What?
Anne: Bitch.
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Anne: I know everything you need to know.
Laa-Laa: Do straws have one or two holes?
Anne: ...Anything but that.
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Anne: Do you ever want to talk about your feelings, Laa-Laa?
Laa-Laa: No.
Miles: I do!
Anne: I know, Miles.
Miles: I'm sad.
Anne: I know, Miles.
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Anne: My kink is being home alone
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Anne: I'm a strong independent introvert who don't need no social life
