What am I suppose to describe? Everything is just pretend nowerdays. Pretend worlds and lives of our own creation to fill some void that began inutero.
I think I will entertain wise, filthy and insane suggestions from the crowd now.
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Brain Vomit, seriously. T: he was acting all moody, so i asked him if he had Mono and then he got mad. Me: that would be like you being quite and then me asking if you had herpes.
