it is EIGHT THIRTY-SEVEN IN THE GODDAMN MORNING AND I AM ALREADY BEING ATTACKED WITH FEELINGS
PLEASE SEND MEDICAL ASSISTANCE I HAVE CLASSES TO ATTEND YOU KNOW AND SOME SEMBLANCE OF A LIFE OR AT LEAST I THOUGHT I DID
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NO

PLEASE
SORRY I’M NOT SORRY THAT I’VE SHIPPED THEM SINCE THE DAWN OF TIME I MAY HAVE PRETENDED I DIDN’T FOR LIKE FIVE MINUTES LAST YEAR BUT WELL HERE IS MY MORNING CONFESSION I MOTHERFUCKING SHIP BROLIN LIKE FED-EX AND I KNOW IT’S CREEPY AND WHETHER THEY’RE TOGETHER OR NOT WHO KNOWS PROBABLY NOT BUT THE POINT IS I HAVE SEEN REAL-LIFE SHIPS—AS IN PEOPLE I KNOW—THAT HAVE BLOSSOMED AND WHO HAVE RELATIONSHIPS THAT I NOTICED PARALLELED BROLIN’S FROM THE START AND GUESS WHAT THEY’RE TOGETHER NOW. T O G E T H E R TOGETHER. THIS GIVES ME HOPE.
THERE’S JUST TOO MUCH EVIDENCE AT THIS POINT
sorry i’m not sorry
carry on
have a good day
- Arthur: Just hold me
- Julian: There you are
- Katie: I can't believe you put that in
- Julian: Well it's..you know..He's dying and the man he loves is dying
“Well done. Congratulations.”
