There's something strange inside me. Some nameless, faceless, emotionally charged thing inside my soul. I love seemingly "crazy" people. Everyone I meet at work in the 5 south ward is amazing. I relate to them on this level I've rarely reached with most other beings. Tamilla, my crazy turkish love! She's got the most beautifully extravagant soul. I
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