And you think you are so independent. And you don't like people. And not only you don't mind being alone, but you actually like it. I have news for you: BULLSHIT! You are the more social little boy I know. You love being with your friends. And when you are not with them, you are with me. Actually...

You spend a horrible amount of time with me for being someone that likes being alone. You break your own rules of solitude so much for me, that I must be fucking special. I am not. I know. But you need me more than you say.