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CCG: WE'VE BEEN SPENDING MORE TIME APART. NOT FOR LACK OF WANTING TO BE AROUND EACH OTHER, THAT DUDE IS STILL IMPLACABLE IN TERMS OF BEING A NEEDY BITCH.

CCG: WE'RE JUST NOT ATTACHED AT THE PERCHSTUMP SOCKETS ANYMORE.

CCG: I TOOK A WALK THE OTHER DAY. ALONE.

CCG: COMPLETELY ALONE!

CCG: I KNOW I'M MY OWN WORST ENEMY WHEN IT COMES TO CHILLING OUT.

CCG: BUT LOOKING THROUGH THE TERRIBLE HYBRID REMAINS OF TROLL AND HUMAN CULTURE, BLENDED LIKE A PUPPET FILLED WITH ARTIFICIAL BLOOD.

CCG: IT KINDA PUT A LOT OF STUFF IN CONTEXT.

CCG: TEREZI SEEMS LIKE SHE'S DOING ALRIGHT. BEST SHE CAN, ANYWAY.

CCG: I SEE HER AS MUCH AS SHE SEES ME. THAT IS TO SAY. NOT AT ALL.

CCG: CMON, NOTHING? SOMEONE AT LEAST CALL ME AN INSENSITIVE TOOL.

CCG: SOMETIMES YOU BUILD SHIT UP LIKE NOBODY'S BUSINESS, AND IT ALL STOPS BECAUSE IT TURNS OUT THE SHIT WAS RELEASING EXPLOSIVE GASES THAT ARE PRIMED TO BURST.

CCG: LIKE A SILO.

CCG: SURE, THERE WERE OTHER THINGS BUT YOU KNOW.

CCG: KNOWING YOUR RELATIONSHIP WITH SOMEONE WAS SO REPULSIVE AND ANUS-EXTENSINGLY OVERWROUGHT THAT IT HAD TO BE WRITTEN OUT OF REALITY.

CCG: KIND OF DOES A NUMBER ON SOMEONE.

CCG: I'M NOT SORRY FOR SELF-LOATHING INTO THE MEMO AGAIN, BEE TEE DUBS.

CCG: IF THERE'S NO FUTURE SELF HERE TO BERATE ME, I'VE GOT TO DO EVERYTHING MY DAMN SELF.

CCG: I'M NOT MAD, I'M JUST DISAPPOINTED.

CCG: JACK'S ALRIGHT.