“Can’t she see it in his dulled-down, roundabout scribbles that… … this means so very (fucking-much) to him?”

There’s a beautifully personable person in THERE and she seems to hold her cards comfortablyClose to herDUTIFULLY Headstrong chest, actually. “And why but because.. she’s been depending on the correct kinds of DEEPLY-people again, and she surely knows her whole SELFWORTH just as much as he does(n’t) YET get to underSTAND HIS(!)” Not all of the time anyhow(!?)
But HOW-HE-TRIES: all of the aforementioned and asking to NOT(!!) have to BEG(!!!) anymore — for their minds to distantly abhor… “their sarcastic sense of awkwardAwryNess.” It’s having its own party inside and it will have-to-be-trusted and LEFT — lumped about AND alONE.”

Firstly… TrustInALLofHIM, please, “because THIS?

and Y-O-U: mean everything to him.”