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The never ending story. I call his phone, he's busy. Tells me this with sarcasm and disinterest. Call again to ask when I can call, he doesn't pick up. I do want to talk to him, but apparently that's not his prerogative at the moment. That's fine, I guess. He leaves messages on the voicemail that I can't even decipher, his voice is so low. I'll call him back some other time...then again in looking at the journal entries and the people who responded, I guess he really doesn't need me. He's got plenty of other people to love him...right?
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