Bug: "I chalked it up to how broken you are. I guess--it's a declaration of your immaturity. You just never had a mother; you had a best friend. That couldn't have been healthy for you. You lack direction and character. You're always chasing after things--and you're never fulfilled. I'm sorry you're a wound, Rue, I'm real sorry. But it comes down to this. I'm getting married. I've met the man of my dreams. This is my something good, and it's happening. I don't need you anymore. I don't really even want you anymore. And even though we had something great once. I don't have time to stitch you together."
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