Nate and I broke up last night. He hates to talk, so as long as you don't you're fine. As soon as you do, you're in deep shit. He doesn't want to know what your problem is. He does not want to know why you hurt. He just thinks of me as an obligation. As a source of exasperation. And so after more then a year of not knowing where I stand, I finally
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