Maybe he should have, he realizes, his third time reading it through. Things did start out as his fault, all the way back at the Christmas party. He'd done shit because Bro had been meddling where he wasn't wanted, because he'd been interfering with Dirk's plans.
Except he never did that. And shit only started going down after Dirk started it.
Fuck, he's been a bastard, hasn't he. Bro isn't AR. He should know better.]
Apology accepted. I misread your motives, and was therefore a real shit myself. Particularly with the Munchlax. That was a dumbass move on my part. I assumed that you had your own goals whenever you meddled, and that your goals had to do with negating mine. Which has been proven wrong, at this point. I can't say if we'll get along, but I'm fine with calling this competition of shittiness off.
Motives are real fucking easy to misread when you're you and I'm me. I ain't gonna say we're the same person anymore, since I know that chafes you. But the way I see it, we're similar enough to make the same mistakes. Either way, yeah. Maybe we will, maybe we won't. Worst comes to worst, we just live and let live. I hope your shit works out for you, man.
Genetics count for something, but experience affects things too, as I'm sure you know. Somehow, I can't imagine it going terribly wrong unless we put our effort into fucking it up.
[Maybe. But Dirk doesn't have a good record about dealing with people too similar to himself.]
We'll see. Most of that shit is up for Jake to work out.
Yeah, you're right there on bouth counts. I have no intention of fucking it up, and I'm sure you know that when our minds are set on something, it only goes south when shit gets out of hand. We'll be alright.
He may be a bit of an idiot sometimes, but I don't think he'll let you down. Sorry to say, you look fucking adorable together. People like that are meant for each other and shit. He'll make the right decision.
And that's why you have me, then, isn't it? Consider me the positive, optimistic and assumptive side of you. In my very humble and unbiased opinion, you are the right decision. So I'm gonna fucking assume that he'll pick you. It'll all work out in the end, man. If it doesn't, then you know what? Nah, I'll spare you the sappy 'there are other fish in the sea' shit. You and I both know that shit doesn't help.
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Maybe he should have, he realizes, his third time reading it through. Things did start out as his fault, all the way back at the Christmas party. He'd done shit because Bro had been meddling where he wasn't wanted, because he'd been interfering with Dirk's plans.
Except he never did that. And shit only started going down after Dirk started it.
Fuck, he's been a bastard, hasn't he. Bro isn't AR. He should know better.]
Apology accepted.
I misread your motives, and was therefore a real shit myself.
Particularly with the Munchlax. That was a dumbass move on my part.
I assumed that you had your own goals whenever you meddled, and that your goals had to do with negating mine.
Which has been proven wrong, at this point.
I can't say if we'll get along, but I'm fine with calling this competition of shittiness off.
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I ain't gonna say we're the same person anymore, since I know that chafes you.
But the way I see it, we're similar enough to make the same mistakes.
Either way, yeah.
Maybe we will, maybe we won't.
Worst comes to worst, we just live and let live.
I hope your shit works out for you, man.
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Somehow, I can't imagine it going terribly wrong unless we put our effort into fucking it up.
[Maybe. But Dirk doesn't have a good record about dealing with people too similar to himself.]
We'll see.
Most of that shit is up for Jake to work out.
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I have no intention of fucking it up, and I'm sure you know that when our minds are set on something, it only goes south when shit gets out of hand.
We'll be alright.
He may be a bit of an idiot sometimes, but I don't think he'll let you down.
Sorry to say, you look fucking adorable together.
People like that are meant for each other and shit.
He'll make the right decision.
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Implying that I'm the right decision?
He'll choose and the three of us will have to work it out.
I'm not going to assume, here.
[Hope, sure, but not assume.]
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And that's why you have me, then, isn't it?
Consider me the positive, optimistic and assumptive side of you.
In my very humble and unbiased opinion, you are the right decision.
So I'm gonna fucking assume that he'll pick you.
It'll all work out in the end, man. If it doesn't, then you know what?
Nah, I'll spare you the sappy 'there are other fish in the sea' shit.
You and I both know that shit doesn't help.