I know, I know. I like her that way. I'm prepared to admit I'm probably a goddamn masochist.

...You're confusing. You know you don't punctuate when you're freaking out? I'm running out of breath just reading that fucking paragraph. Anyway, I don't know-- I guess you could try getting somebody else to talk to her? Does anybody besides you know her that well? Or...at all?

Yeah, yeah. ...Out of curiosity-- you know what my name is, right?