They don’t know they don’t know they don’t know they don’t know they don’t know they don’t know they don’t know they don’t know they don’t know they don’t know. Do I want them to? Do I really? It’s not like it’s anything important (to them). It is to me. I don’t want their advice as if they’d give any and I don’t want their falseness. I just want them to know. Accept. Listen. But that’s asking for too much, huh? Too selfish, too blind, too hopeful.
