I don't know what you think about me at all.
You have rarely spoken to me.
I have no idea of what to think, say, or do about you anymore.
You probably know more about me at this moment then I am able to recall about myself.
I still think that I am a fool.
I don't seem to mean anything to you.
Your friends don't like me.
This is what I think at times because you never spoke once enough for me to understand.
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