My door won't be unlocked. My possessions aren't going to be openly shared. My ears aren't going to be there to listen. I do not wish to spend my free time in your company, and you are not free to just ask for anything your heart desires.
I'm not her.
I don't like you, nor do I owe you anything. I don't trust you. I find you lacking in every facet of your life. You're a failure at life, and much like your trash; I want it kept on your side of the fence.
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