I’m swept up in a tornado of thoughts. My mind tends to break it's leash and run happily into the middle of the proverbial freeway. I find myself craving my mindset of old. Morbid, sarcastic, and flat out sadistic. This, my friend, is a product of boredom. When Jon is around, I simply don't have this problem. I only have a handful of people that I
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