Guys, let’s go back a moment, in time, ten years, I was open, conversational, SANE, I just wanted to break out I mean I just want to break out of my shell.

Now.

Now.

I want to break out of my stifled aura, my fog cloud, into clear air. Where I can be heard normally.

CJ, I hope you’re still alive, man. Wow.

I don’t ever feel meaning anymore. Alcohol was the best way to cheat into it. But it’s fake. I have to develop it naturally. Maybe this is just withdrawal still.

I love you.

Guaranteed.

I love you.

It just might be a little uncomfortable for me. :)

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