Whenever someone holds a mirror to our faces, we often don't like what we see. I mean, I am crazy, and it wouldn't be much of a stretch to say that I'm obsessed since I think about this man every day. I wanted to add in my last email, that I could have any man I wanted, and that I didn't need him (I tried this ploy with Hades, and he still dumped me anyway). Except I really don't believe that. The English instructor did reject me, and he ignored the last email I sent him (not that I really blame him there, but whatever). So, now there are two men on the planet who don't want me.
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