The words come out almost against his will, struggling and painful.
"I should hate you, man. I don't but I should. I mean what does that fuckin make me, if I don't? If I just say okay, whatever, bygones be bygones and all that shite -- what kind of s-son even am I, if I say it doesn't matter?"
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"I just, I mean --"
The words come out almost against his will, struggling and painful.
"I should hate you, man. I don't but I should. I mean what does that fuckin make me, if I don't? If I just say okay, whatever, bygones be bygones and all that shite -- what kind of s-son even am I, if I say it doesn't matter?"