Living is a Privilage

> Girl: What’s wrong?
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> Boy: I like her so much…
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> Girl: Talk to her!
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> Boy: I don’t know. She won’t ever like me.
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> Girl: Don’t say that. You’re amazing!
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> Boy: I just want her to know how I feel.
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> Girl: Then tell her!
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> Boy: She won’t like me…
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> Girl: How do you know that?
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> Boy: I can just tell.
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> Girl: Well just tell her.
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> Boy: What should I say?
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> Girl: Tell her how much you like her!
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> Boy: I tell her that daily.
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> Girl: What do you mean?
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> Boy: I’m always with her. I love her.
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> Girl: I know how you feel. I have the same problem. But he’ll never like me…
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> Boy: Wait. Who do you like?
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> Girl: Oh, just some boy.
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> Boy: Oh… She won’t like me either.
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> Girl: She does.
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> Boy: How do you know..?
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> Girl: Because, who wouldn’t like you?
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> Boy: You.
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> Girl: You’re right, I don’t like you, I love you
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> Boy: I love you too.
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> Girl: So are you going to talk to her?
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> Boy: I just did…