They're annoyed with me. I keep them trapped behind my eyes all the time. It's been at least two years since I've really let them run freely.
Yeah. I typed up three paragraphs and was only halfway done when I realized it's not even worth it.
I'd just like to put this thought in your head.
If you could choose which extreme I could be on, would you choose the other end? The opposite of who I am now. Would you rather me fit too well in the box?
I know, I know.
You wanted one who would fit perfectly. Or else exactly the same way you did.
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Maybe it'd serve me right if I did blow away. You can fucking keep Toto. I don't need anyone.
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