People talk. They talk to me. They say, "How are you, [real name redacted]?" And I tell them how I am. I tell them, I say, "Mostly surly, with scattered undirected hostility. And a mild dose of undiagnosed schizophrenia." And then I say, "Nice shoes, wanna fuck?" But they're usually gone by then and don't hear me.
Fine. Just fine, thanks.
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I'd do you in a heartbeat, but you never ask me. Do you not like my shoes?
He's to bisy looking at my shoes.
nlmbgixe!
I have a whole closet full of fuck-me shoes! Do you like red ones? Strappy ones? Red and strappy ones? Or do you just like strapping in general? I've heard schizophrenics will try anything...
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