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'Wow, honey, you've been sober for a minute now... How many days do you have?'

'Meh, who's counting, and who cares? I certainly couldn't give two shits."

'Well, you certainly should.'

'Why- just because I haven't had a drink? You seriously still think that just because I haven't had a drink I'll suddenly start giving a damn again? No, let me tell you a little something about life, and everyone in it: nobody gives a peanut, peanut. Only reason I'm sober right now isn't because I made some "strong resolve," or whatever sewage they spew out in AA, it's to get your fat fucking ass off my back. As if the problem were actually me. You're free to leave whenever you like. But no, instead you choose to stick around and hassle me to no conclusive end, pink piggy bitch. Keep on oinking, bitch. Soon enough you'll see that nothing changes and we are faced with the same fucking problems only on a separate target of your choosing, where you will always find a reason to attack me instead of leaving me alone. Trivial. You can't even change yourself, so just shut up already.'

'Please don't call me peanut.'

'Please just shut the fuck up.'