Every Shiny Ball of Gas - Andrew Martel
Somebody once told me a story a while back. They described in the story about how the world was going to roll me. He then told me a metaphor about not being the sharpest tool in the shed. A girl then walked up to me and as she did that she raised he fingers and her thumb in the shape of the letter L on her forehead. After that i stopped listening to the story because it went on and on and on. It just didn't stop coming.
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