He loves me. He loves me not. He loves me. He only feels guilty about his psycho dad shooting me and making me paralyzed. He really loves me. He only feels pity that my parents are getting a divorce. No! He really, really loves me. He doesn't even want any of our leftover turkey. He calls me his boyfriend and then spends Thanksgiving with my crazy family. He does love me!
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