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But what about-brace yourself-earnest. If you dethrone sincerity with irony, you get an equal tyrant by the end of the day, and I'm kind of tired of it. Because what makes me feel uncomfortable is saying, like, 'Do you mind telling me that I'm good, or that you love me, just so I can feel OK?' That's the shit I'm scared of, being seen as some fucking lame dude. It's way harder to be a bit naive and soppy without going not, or lol, or I jack off all the time.

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