#450.
It's not that I don't understand, it's that your point of view of this whole thing is so incredibly biased and I know that it's a shit idea and it's stupid but couldn't you at least humour it? Couldn't you at least try and show some tiny ounce of support for it? That's never how it is with you. It's either we all see it the same way you do, or you call us a bunch of dumb kids who don't know their left from right.
Maybe you should look at the other side for a change. There are opinions other than yours that can be right. He was right about you. Sometimes you just don't know anything about some things. And I hate to say it, but your way of pushing your ideas onto others by blatantly and plain straightly calling the other perspectives stupid makes me want to just scream at you sometimes. Face it, your point of view isn't always the only.

You know what's stupid. I'm sitting here on the thin line between the good and the bad and I'm pushing myself into the bad because I want you to swoop in and fix it as proof that's it's gone. God damn it you're not some sort of homing pigeon that will always come back. Fucking, you don't even have to come back. I don't know why you do.

I'm being very vague. I guess that's just how I am tonight. Vague and a little bit pissed. I'm going to pretend I'm fine and see who spots it. I hate it but I don't want to say that it's times like these I want to just cut and sever it all.
Hand me the metaphoric knife, will you?

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