I'm thinking:
I know I'm cheeky.
I hate fighting with people.
I wish I could get what I want all of the time and not just most of the time.
If he had better friends he wouldn't be in this position. I worry about him.
I have such an over abundance of love... It's overwhelming. It hurts me.
I'm thinking:
Oi... That's enough.



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