it's funny that i met you on my trip to get away from you.
yeah, that happens.
am i allowed to be friends with you.
it depends. who have you told?
oh, i see. i can't tell people about us.
well, they wouldn't understand. they'd say i'm bad for you.
but you're helping me, right?
i help some people. others... not so much.
so... the cat and the suicidal thought, hanging out.
hanging around
always hanging.
hanging together.
hang on
hang in there.
i am. I even bought the t-shirt.
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