friend: i hate crush.
roomie: whoa!
friend: i don't hate him. i'm still smitten, but miserable. i'm just going to chalk it up as drunk affection. of course i say that and will completely pine over him anyways. because i am a foolish, foolish girl.
roomie: yeah, i try telling myself how to feel and it doesn't fucking work for me either.
friend: stupid feelings.
roomie: i am sorry you are a foolish, foolish girl.
friend: fuck you, feelings!
roomie: YES
friend: thanks.
roomie: sometimes i wish i was a sociopath, because then i wouldn't have feelings.
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