I'm from the first group, and I'm like, a massive sinkhole of pain, despair and abyssal inky blackness. Yet I don't bug you? Oh man. I swear, if we ever ever meet, we're getting so drunk and then you can re-assess that comment, ok!
(on the condition I still dont, you get biiiig hugs, the kind that squeeze gently and re-assuringly, with a hint of lavender and the smell of freshly cut grass)
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I'm from the first group, and I'm like, a massive sinkhole of pain, despair and abyssal inky blackness. Yet I don't bug you? Oh man. I swear, if we ever ever meet, we're getting so drunk and then you can re-assess that comment, ok!
(on the condition I still dont, you get biiiig hugs, the kind that squeeze gently and re-assuringly, with a hint of lavender and the smell of freshly cut grass)
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