So yeah. He wasn't talking to me. He wasn't, at all. That is somehow a relieve yet somehow it took me back a little. To not wanting something is one thing, but to be told that you can't have it even when you don't want to, that is, another thing.
I don't know if any of these things I'm saying makes sense, but this is basically how I'm feeling right now.
Still nonetheless, I am so happy to see his doing good. Well he's not really that good actually, but he'll get through it. I know so.
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