You never raise your voice to me. … know that whatever it is… that you’re trying to tell me, I promise you, I promise I’ll understand But you don’t have to raise your voice to me.
Don’t raise your voice to me.
You already made your decision!
I understand the oeuvre. I understand the basic mise-en-scene of what you’re saying. I really don’t understand anything.
I beg your pardon?
No. No “however”. Just be wrong. Just stand there in your wrongness and be wrong and get used to it.
You keep glancing over like you’re afraid I’m going to steal something.
You know, sometimes, I don’t even know what you’re talking about, do hell with you.
I thank you,
Actually, I came to beg your forgiveness. I offered you the world and at the first.
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