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17.0

I don't know why you haven't left me for dead, because the rest of them already have.

I'm irrational, full of anxiety and uncontrollable stress, I constantly go on long-winded rambles that head nowhere at all.

But here you are.

Patiently sitting by me as I seethe frazzled nerves and a tense aura. You're kind. You listen. You don't always get it, but you respect it.

And that's all I can really ask out of anyone.