I sez to her, I sez, "You know what I should do? I should make reservations at a fancy restaurant. Then go there in my nicest dress and sit for, like, an hour "waiting." Then... run out in tears!" Huh? Huh? Ya like?
Gosh, sometimes I just don't know what I'm doing anymore. Sometimes I feel like I'm falling apart. Sometimes, I wonder if I did the right thing. I think I did. I'm sure I did. Right?
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