You never talk to me.
Which is why I find it so ironic that your little girlfriend is so scared of losing you, she clings onto you as if her life depends on it whenever I come about.
She glares at me as if to make me jealous when she's holding on for dear life. I'm not jealous of her having you, oh no. I'm jealous of you giving yourself to her.
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