Complexity. That’s the word for the two of you.
Hatred too. From your part.
Tired and sick. Sounds about right.
Exhaustion.
…Idiocy. Pure idiocy. You aren’t an idiot, no. He is but you aren’t. But when it comes to the two of you there’s no way of denying it. You’re such an idiot.
You should stop playing already. Hasn’t there been
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Hissy fit, not sissy fit, and
near the end, there's a "his" in the place of "he's". Or something. If I remember right.
Sorry for the unnecessarily short message, the last prhase had me crying, so I'll comment more after the next part...
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