Shawn practically yells, turning on the spot to face Gus again, face tight with anger. "How can you even think of them as something close to friends! Is that what you're telling me, Gus, that you prefer a bunch of stupid high-society model superstars over me? People who can't write their own name, who only want you as long as they think you're someone you're not, as long as you play their little clique game? Is that it?"
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Date: 2008-02-09 06:09 pm (UTC)Shawn practically yells, turning on the spot to face Gus again, face tight with anger. "How can you even think of them as something close to friends! Is that what you're telling me, Gus, that you prefer a bunch of stupid high-society model superstars over me? People who can't write their own name, who only want you as long as they think you're someone you're not, as long as you play their little clique game? Is that it?"