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I wasn’t laughing at you. I was laughing with others who were laughing at you.

my laptop gives me a false sense of mobility

I can lie with a straight face or with my own face.

if I had money to throw away, I’d keep it

I can read you like a facebook

I feel sorry for you, I wasn’t apologizing

what is the difference between the moments you want to live to see, and the moments you would die for?

chocolate justifies the means, the ends, and everything else…

you strike me as a person…

see, we’re not having an intelligent conversation… you aren’t holding up your end of intelligent…