it’s like when a mother sends her child off to war, they don’t know if they’re ever gonna come back, anda know? how can we look at such things happening, and not, anda know, want to do something? how can we turn our heads and pretend as if we don’t see it? anda know? i can’t see people in pain and pretend as if it’s not there.
Know what I also love? Mannequins. I guess I want to bring them to life. I like to imagine talking to them. anda know what I think it is? Yeah, I think I'll say it. I think I'm accompanying myself with friends I never had. I probably have two friends. And I just...
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