It's strange how, despite spending several hours per day with someone, for two years of your life, all your memories of them start getting hazy when you discover they're no longer the person they used to be
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You've found your niche, Crystal. There is a line, between success and failure, euphoria and apathy. There are those who walk the line so finely that they simly slip off into the timestream, alone in their own little devised reaity
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I am not a part of your life, and you are not a part of mine. My speaking with you was a result of my boredom, not an interest in your affairs. And now, you are beginning to annoy me. The amount of breath I have used talking to you could fill a matchbook without taking the matches out first. Let's keep it that way.