You hate to hear more than you need to know. Even somehow I know it wasn't even about me, but face it, the world is small, you can't run away from the talks. Don't you ever think I ever had it too?
Yeah, I have. About you mostly. And it kills me. That's why I hate the first 5 months of 2014.
You just don't know.
And I won't let you know.
That's all pain.
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