"I have no trouble with my enemies. But my goddamn friends... they are the ones that keep me walking the floors at night."
I worry way too much about all of you.
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He is a strange specimen. Poet, guitarist, writer, and an avid freak. He enjoys long midnight walks and quiet contemplation, and going on food runs with his friends. Please use caution when approaching this individual - he is known to eat children and engage strangers in complex philosophical questions.
He is a strange specimen. Poet, guitarist, writer, and an avid freak. He enjoys long midnight walks and quiet contemplation, and going on food runs with his friends. Please use caution when approaching this individual - he is known to eat children and engage strangers in complex philosophical questions.
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2 comments:
you say that as if none of us do the same for you.
What made you think that? I know people worry about me, obviously. But I don't think anyone doubts that I worry way too much about other people.
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