Man, I'm just tired of this crap. Tired. Dead. DEAD tired. You throw something, you throw something, and throw something entirely without a hitch or catch and all you find reeling back is total emptyness.
My gas tank has been looming near empty now and I think and feel that I'm really a fool for being a hopless romantic. What kind of
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*Just sends lots of hugs. Big ones.*
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