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...on 2003-06-30 at 5:18 p.m., she thought to herself...
You know what I hate? Being made to feel bad about something that I may or may not have done, or been involved with because the person in question won't even tell me what's wrong. ARGH! I love her, and I want to help. But I have a lot of stuff that needs doing (work for my job and work for the business I'm starting), so I need to know that when you say, "I need you," you mean now, and that it's genuine. Not just a random, "I feel bad." Because while I would love to run home and wrap my arms around you, I can't. Not unless it really is an emergency.
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