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So, this is for you. I really don’t know how ‘we’ happened, but at first it was nice. It was bearable, but after a year? Honey you have got to be kidding me. Sure, I play along with your little games. Your bothersome little games, but I assure you that things will change sooner or later. The first few months, I managed. But then you’re substandard little self couldn’t handle being kept inside the closet for a little while longer, eh? I don’t know you know when you criticize your friends. I forget sometimes whether you’re talking about yourself, or your “friends”. And oh-my-god, don’t get me started with your little monpetishu. The way you are when you’re with him? Your world gyrates around him. And yes, if you’re wondering it is annoying. Don’t get me wrong, I’m fond of my monpetishu, but at least I do not illustrate it to the world. To be quite frank, I do have a little beta-noir inside of me for you. And you’d be quite daft if you didn’t notice it. And fine, I’ll divulge that you’re fun to be around with at times, AT TIMES. EVERYTIME, I want to drift away from you, you just stick around. Nyakitynyakitynyakityyak.