subtext is a funny thing. it shows up in real life in frightening amounts.
and for all the subtext i can write, i cannot identify the correct meaning for my life. it always takes outside insight. for example...
He sounds like a busy kid. He's spending hours talking to you. That shows you're pretty damn high on his list of priorities?
wow.that's all i can say. in almost two years of analyzing the crap out of this situation, this has never occurred to me.
so that's fine. you don't have to talk to me at school.
you take time out of your busy schedule to e-mail me, to call me... let's just say that i love you, for lack of better terms.
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