I love my friends. I mean, I love them with all of me. I love them laughing, screaming, sweaty, barfing, sleeping, running, overeating, dieting, hurting, reconfiguring, breaking down, building shit, creating art, high, sick, tired, gambling, pole dancing, frolicking, fucking up, drunk, birthing, waiting, rescuing, yearning, free and caged. In all
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