My only portal to you. Why do you even come around? I've tried everything I can to hurt you. I've tried everything to get your attention. Why do you even indulge me? You won. You won a long time ago. There's somethimg I want you to know. Not that I love you, Not that love and hate all come from the same root, Not Nathaniel Hawthrone, Not the scarlet stigmatized wretch, but that I have 12 bottles of Rolling Rock, And I'm going to drink them all and listen to Radiohead, before I go to work.

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