I am. I've been enduring! Why must it be you?! I don't get it at all! You're a pervert who annoys me all the time. You're always running ahead of me and teasing me. It's your fault! I wouldn't have realized it if not for that game! I wanted to join hands with you since a long time ago! One moment you're sexually harassing me, and then gone the next... Just what are you thinking? Why is my heart beating so fast? Why do I feel lonely when you leave me? Why are you... the only one causing me so much confusion?You idiot, why do you always tease me?
My parents were working class folks. My dad was a bartender for most of his life, my mom was a maid and a cashier and a stock clerk at WalMart. We were not people of financial means in terms of significant financial means. I always told them, 'I didn't always have what I wanted. I always had what I needed.' My parents always provided that.