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Rain on me
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Ongoing, First published Aug 08, 2020
"No it's not! You're not in love with me, Julian."

"Stop telling me how I feel! It's my feelings. I love you, Henry! I love you so much it hurts...I can't.. I can't stop..."

"What you feel...it isn't love. It's attachment. You feel comfortable around me because I'm the only person in this fucking world that knows you for who you truly are and you can't let me go because... you need me.  I get that..."

" But I'm so sick of being needed and not wanted."
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