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I love my guitar. I love it muchly. It's a great thing it is. It may be a piece of shit, but I still love it. I love my music. May not be the greatest choice of music to you, but it is to me. It's always been there for me, and it always will. It will be my bestest friend until the end. This world is so full of betrayal, I sometimes wonder how many of you will be my friend until the end. Are YOU gonna stick with me, through thick and thin? Are YOU gonna want be with me? Are YOU gonna stab me in the back when I least expect it? Or are YOU gonna gonna be there until I'm gone?
*sigh* I have no idea where that came from^^^
*sigh* I have no idea where that came from^^^