I went out to get a few groceries at 11:00pm this evening. When I go out this late by myself, I sometimes like to pretend that I'm living in post apocalyptic times and I can't trust anyone because the zombies are very intelligent and can blend in with the living. Either that, or that I'm a spy, searching for someone, but have to maintain a perfect cover as a grocery shopper.
You're welcome.
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I don't pretend; it's a reality where I live
Oh Jason. I miss you.
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