Oh yeah, we dumped the body today. On the way back, we met somebody. He seemed nice. Told us he was a photographer, out here birdwatching.
Looking at him just made me jealous. You trust me when I say I’m a good person right? It’s not that I hate everybody, I just can’t stand being around them. I never yelled at you, even when I was so angry I could’ve done… worse things than that.
’m not mean to strangers. It’s- I can’t… I'm not good at solving puzzles. Why do I gotta do all that work? They never… warn me what they are. What if they’re like me?
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