I have never lashed, and will never lash out at you, unless you truly disgust me.
Not yet, not yet.
I don't get why we can't be friends.
Didn't we used to get along?
Still I don't contact you now, because I respect your space.
I wonder, what will your reaction be when I ask?
No, beg? You make me beg.
Time and time again -
Your mind works in mysterious ways, leaping across chasms of sense and reasoning.
Silly person.
Come, let's take the high road.
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