My friends are everything to me. But that doesn't mean I'm going to let them walk over me. And if they do, they weren't really my friends in the first place.
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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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