Hook, Line and the motherfucking Sinker.
Sometimes when I'm faced with any meaningless mistakes in judgment I've had in the past, I can barely hold my laughter in. Mainly just because I'm reminded of what defeated me. It's completely astounding that I could have lost to anything (anyone!) that spells "lose" as "loose"
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It's just the tip of an iceberg, really. In case there was any confusion, I never cared about any of your convictions. You were merely what was there at the time, interesting how even that worked both ways. Your arrogance was never appealing either, and I'm fully to blame for letting myself believe it was only because we were still getting to know one another. And then thinking there could have been a friendship? I've met enough people who are overly dramatic, you just used your hobby as an excuse. At least we both had things that we could fake.
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It's just the tip of an iceberg, really. In case there was any confusion, I never cared about any of your convictions. You were merely what was there at the time, interesting how even that worked both ways. Your arrogance was never appealing either, and I'm fully to blame for letting myself believe it was only because we were still getting to know one another. And then thinking there could have been a friendship? I've met enough people who are overly dramatic, you just used your hobby as an excuse. At least we both had things that we could fake.