"You don't get it, you never will. Your life is perfect so stop trying to tell me you can help. Stop telling me you understand, because you don't. Your life and mine are two very different things." He told me, his voice was shaky and low. I took a deep breath, taking in his words before replying. "You're right, our lives are very different. But no one's life is perfect; they're lying if they say otherwise. I'm trying to help you, because I know how it feels to hurt. I may not fully understand what it is you're going through, but I never will if you don't speak you me. And that's all I want. I want to help you." I told him, my eyes practically pleading for him to listen to me, but I was too foolish to think he would. "Well, don't. I'm not your charity case."
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