Now that I have you
I'm scared to lose you
I'm sitting here staring at the sky
And crying (Kenny, if you're reading this don't be worried I'll be fine later)
Because I'm scared
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The Evolution Of A Fairly Local Trash Can's Inevitable Death Recorded On Paper
RandomHow convenient. You get to have the complete and honest truth about the struggles of a complete stranger. What's more compelling than that?
