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somehow amidst the drunkenness astrology is brought up in the conversation and you ask me to tell you about yourself. so i spout off these supposed facts and then you ask me to talk about myself. i tell you i'm detached and don't make emotional connections well and you say over and over, "nah, you're fine!"

and when the three of us breach the topic of relationships and i say that i'm not really normal in these matters, it's been discussed, you hug me and say, "but you're not like most girls! you're fantastic!"

later, after i've politely gotten you to drink water, you wash off the cups in the sink--you're even a polite drunk.

you're just so nice and it kills me to see you seem so, so sad.