So, yes. That's a thing. And, yes. Its a real thing.
I know you're all on you're keyboards, "OML ASDFGHJKL"
And to be quite honest, so am I. I mean, he's so perfect. And he's with me. Honestly, it doesn't make any sense, but hey, I'm not complaining. Look at this cutie. Adorable.Tell me you wouldn't be slightly fanboying. He's perfect in every way! I just can't believe he'd actually be with me in a million years. I mean, come on. How can he even stand me? He's so positive! And I'm the embodiment of negative emotions! It doesn't make any sense. I love him.
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RandomHi. If you don't know me, I'm Virgil. Or Anxiety, if you'd like. And the name "Anxiety" is not a nickname. Oh, no. I'm the actual living embodiment of anxiety. Yeah, life is great.