You know, at night I rehearse everything I want to say.
Well, Hey.
It’s me.
Most of you know that already, but if not, hey, that’s cool.
Because I kind of live under a rock.
You’ll never see me around, only here.
Unless, of course, I stalk you. Which is highly plausible. I stalk alot of people.
Mostly the ones I used to be close to, or want to be close to.
That’s just me.
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