This is so fucking weird because in my dream last night I was riding on a train in Boston and I saw you sitting on one end of the train and I was like, "OH MY FUCKING GOD, IT'S YOU!!!!!" and you ran over and we started jumping up and down in a fit of joy and then out of nowhere I say, "Ya know, you never write in that journal anymore." And then you went, "Oh it's my stop!" and ran off. You never even said goodbye in my dream you douche.
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