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"and just when I get so lonesome I can't speak, I see some flowers on a hillside like a wall of new TVs"
Everyone is gone, or will be soon.
Solitary solitaire.
Pigeon-holed friendships.
And hanging out on suede couches with three bromanced bros and their cat Max, whom they thought was a boy up until last week.
Everyone is gone, or will be soon.
Solitary solitaire.
Pigeon-holed friendships.
And hanging out on suede couches with three bromanced bros and their cat Max, whom they thought was a boy up until last week.