I understand that your life is going to shit. I also understand that you have created every single one of your problems. I understand that you don't know how to deal with it, and that you're a child living in an adult's body. I understand that I'm often cold because I pretend not to care, but if you really feel that way, you need to tell me instead of being a passive-aggressive dick.
I am not a mind reader. If I'm doing something wrong, you need to tell me plainly. And you need to figure out what you want with regards to me, one way or another, just make a fucking decision.
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