I have a disease! I don't like being told what to do. Well, it's not that I don't
like to be told what to do, it's the thought that I needed telling
again that's eating me up.
"It's empty."
Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaargh!!! Everytime I remember the way he looked, when he said that! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! I don't like feeling inferior in a group of over-achievers. Especially him. L2 ito!
I can't like him. I just can't.
...
but I do.