c, today I went fishing in the Niagara River. But I was having trouble catching fish...
when I finally caught one... he told me he is depressed and was on his way to the falls to commit suicide.
when I finally caught one... he told me he is depressed and was on his way to the falls to commit suicide.
his name is "fish". we are now friends.
p.s. my glasses broke 2 weeks ago. can't see a damn thing. C keeps acting like she is too busy to make me new ones.
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