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When you realize that you have something of a life, after all your whining and pouting because you didn't have one, and couldn't get one, and thus all you can think of to complain about is the fact that you're eating out of boredom, then perhaps it's time for some self-congratulation.
He's just a guy. Special to me, but even that only warrants a certain amount of special treatment. If I see him, cool, and if I don't see him, *shrug*, I might do something else, or see him some other time. Or see somebody else somewhere somehow.
Where are the "I don't give a shit" pills? I need to renew this prescription. It feels good.
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