I must say, that was one of my weirder dreams. I couldn't remember how old I was... so Desi tells me we're 30... somehow. Yet, I'm still living at home and working for Macys (oi). The dream jumps a bit so it could've been a completely different one, who knows. However, I'm waiting for the elevator at work when it finally comes down and My Chemical
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