I'd say I care too deeply, far too much, actually, but I doubt that would mean anything to you. You place me up against par, comparing, watching, silently biding time seeing how I fall short. Always. Well, you should still know, the last time was a mistake, and that I care, I care, I care, and I'm here, always. We're fucking immaculate.
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