You let somebody in, you know? And then, you make room. Then they go. And yeah, the room’s still there.
Who gives a s*** whether or not I approve? Why do you care what I think? Stop caring what I think. Stop following me around. Stop following Billy around. You’re your own person, right? Why don’t you be your own f***ing person then?[to Justine]
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The last time I knew what I was gonna do for 20 consecutive weeks, I was in college. And I hated college.