Do me the favor of telling her why she's been thrown on the rubbish heap. Oh, am I not supposed to know? Since when have we been keeping secrets? I never got that memo. But she knew, and I figured it out, and I don't want you to be the one who proves me wrong when I say that all boys aren't assholes. It's been a dog eat dog year, and I really need someone to believe in. I know that's a lot to put on you, but you've never let me down before. Don't start now. Please don't start now.
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