A Letter to J.C.
I want to care and be a team player – I really do. But you're three years too late. I don't want to do this anymore; I can't do this anymore; and soon enough I'll have to put an end to it. It puzzles me deeply and sours my life.
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I want to care and be a team player – I really do. But you're three years too late. I don't want to do this anymore; I can't do this anymore; and soon enough I'll have to put an end to it. It puzzles me deeply and sours my life.