are you real?
If you ever wondered, I don't love myself, I don't like myself. I love her, and I like you. We can all work out one day I guess, but for right now, I'm a fuck up, a skid, and a shit head. I'll do what you pass my way and waste away my life. I love her. She keeps me sane and calm.
I am an error.
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