They talk all day, and will talk some more. 

There is nothing left to win.

Some new needle-felted friends are up in the store, just derping around, as you do. 

I was laughing because they were laughing, but nothing was funny. Nothing is everything now. 

What does it mean to be free?

Some new dudes that are up in the store

I’m only human. I bend only so far. 

Portrait of Eddie from an old notebook.

Portrait of Eddie from an old notebook.

I killed her memory.

What you can’t have, you kill. 

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