I'm sorry. I'm done. It was fun while it lasted. But now I'm all burned out - you are too confusing. I'm not negating everything between us - I do admit that there are those rare moments when I think I understand you better than anything else. But just when I think I've got you figured out, you throw another curve ball at me. Are you playing hard to get? Cos I'm not playing with you anymore. This is me packing up, cutting my losses, and going home.
And for some reason, you, my battered Econ 380 notes, are coming with me. See, I told you, I am whipped.
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