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I've never once deluded myself into thinking I was anything more than the admirer from the Lia story that ran up to her while they were both in grade school to admit his liking her and having her run away in tears. On closer inspection sometimes I want that to be her reaction (I do delude myself into thinking that Lia sees my content about her).
Sometimes I have to sit with the saliva welling in my cheeks in famished anticipation of the realization of what her actual intention was in relation to some subtle reference she set back against my feeble contributions.
What did she mean by leading with "Thanks" today. Was the flat effect that of disgust or simple dispassion or some other contempt purposeful or projected just to send my narcissistic ego down some path as punishment? Or play? Or to reaffirm my own profound mental illness?
There can only be self satisfaction in the sacrifice of time to solving this Malware removed from the actual intent or outcome of the revelation. I will continue to like Lia.
