I hate Google. I woudl have much rather cling to an illusion of her than knowing.. this. I would've never acted on it anyway but the illusion or, more accurately, the state of not knowing, the state of *assuming* some of her charasteristics as similar to mine. Fuck this.
Post scriptum: the use of lower case H is not a spelling mistake.
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EDIT
On a second thought, it's good. Now I didn't have to talk myself into trying to talk to her and get smashed across the face with a sledgehammer.
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Is there, by the way, anything more annoying than reading a good book and in the middle of the book, in the middle of an important plot twist, realise there are fifty pages and several chapters missing?!
