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I'm starting to understand
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why you suddenly have to leave all the time.
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You're imaginary!
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It all makes sense now.
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You're an imaginary friend that I made up because... I'm crazy.
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You're the projection of the self I wish I was!
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That's why you can't help me.
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No. I can't help you because I'm on probation,
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and I have some ecstasy in my sock.
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I don't need you anymore.
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Let's get you in the back.
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That's okay.