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I guess he and I really should talk, huh?
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I guess he and I really should talk, huh?
The unsolicited advice is starting to become a little too forward.
Counseling never helped me in the past. It just brought up things I didn’t want to think about and couldn’t change.
You know, I don’t even know if this was her first time to the beach or not. She seemed to be having a good time, but she wasn’t stunned or anything.
I was pretty far beside myself, though.
It’s my fault. I don’t want to drag him to counseling.
And if my brain is really thinking that, then it can [omitted] right the hell off.
Story of my life, right?
It’s not that bad, really. You know how you only every talk or think about what goes wrong? That’s all this is. We all had a lovely time at the beach yesterday and it was almost perfect.
He also took the imbecile to the hospital, which is a hay-of-a-lot more than I would have done.
I’m know some of you see me as some kind of paragon of patience or something. But once you cross the threshold of my home uninvited, you’ll see somepony very different standing over you through vision blurred by immense pain.
There’s all kinds of models these days. That could have been a real sword modeled to look like a toy.
I don’t know, Strawberry. I’ll keep your posted.
Counseling… Things can’t be that bad off…
I know what love is; I have had it before. I just don’t understand why I don’t feel it by now.
Tonight, I think Halloween Town would be appropriate.
No disrespect to the lyrical version from the movie, but the singing is too loud. It overshadows the insturments.
I don’t want to believe that…
Maybe he’s not a knight in shining armor. Maybe he isn’t everything I ever imagined. But he’s smart, and kind…
He’s everything I need right now, right in front of me… But I can’t even…
[Heavy Breathing]
I think I have to go for now.