You must have stumbled here by accident, move along please, I'm a waste of your time
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Still here? strange...
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When someone asks me why I wear a jacket all the time I tell them, "A jacket is the equivalent of a person's presence. It's like a hug you never have to stop. The hug that keeps you warm through the cold nights... carries you through it as you cry yourself to sleep... hides the old scars and fresh cuts... it makes me feel like there is someone there. I'm not completely alone when I am... Pathetic is it not..." And I don't know why I respond to them that way... *pulls sleeves down, wipes away the tears, and goes back to sleep*
- 123 Slaughter Me Street
- JoinedSeptember 16, 2015
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