Whatever! You are a fat fucking looser slob. You need to lose weight. You need a real fucking job. You need your own place. You need to leave me the hell alone. If I'm not enough for you to pursue me openly, not caring who else's life you ruin, who knows you love me, who feels any other way then what's the point. I don't need talk. I don't need subtle I need full out pursuit. There is no fucking point otherwise. I just don't care. I don't want to care. STOP making me care. I want larger than life romance. I need to be NEEDED. If you can't do that go away. Just fucking go away.