It's true, really we don't know each other. But I give you the benefit of the doubt. For all I know you could be some obese middle-aged housewife blogging with one hand while phone sexing with the other. Once you read a really great collection of poems called Ants Dissolve in the Moonlight and decided to use the author's name as your alias, thus passing as W.B. Your real name is Willamette Hiponomonopilis and your have five cats and four foster children you keep in the basement. You feed the cat food to the kids and the burgers to the cats. See, I can be paranoid too.
At any rate, the above paragraph is joking.
Fuck. Who ELSE knows???
Now I'm getting paranoid.
I need more burgers lol.
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oh son
will you please come back to me
I WANTED TO DATE YOU
CAN I LOVE YOU
Che I don't get you sometimes.
I don't want to date anyone.
Send me your next book when you complete or something okay?
I gotta go eat soup or something.
Later
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