I guess I don't like myself very much.
And this is hard.
This is difficult.
I don't know how to trust people.
And I don't like you a lot a lot.
I just like you.
And that's painful.
So maybe you didn't get my persona perfect.
Maybe you got it perfect to what I used to be.
But I don't know now.
I'm different.
I can't sleep.
I can't think.
It's only you.
But people are easier when their not in person.
And that seems to be the only time I like you.
I don't know if I can do this.
I don't know if I like this.
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