I met him once in the underground parking garage. He was already famous, but no one was around. It was just him and me and the friend he was with. The friend was a guy too. So there were three of us in this dark grey concrete garage and no one around. I could hear car doors slamming in the distance, an alarm blaring ineffectually somewhere three or
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But what frankly I'm the queen of typos and forgotten words, so I'm not sure you should listen to me at all. ;)
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I totally just typed that in a fit of inspiration this morning, so I am completely unaware of what needs to be worked on :)
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Good luck getting concrit on ANYTHING you write.
I even behaved!
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