I am insane. I am hyper and a pycho, a threat to
myself and society. I have an obsession
with imaginary penguins and hippos, as well as
sporks. I despise spoons with all my heart
and my parents sometimes locked me in the
attic as a child.
I am bored. What is right for this uneventful evening?
Nothing.
I want to find friends for this site.
But
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