Not often, but I still see him. I'm going to sleep now though, later yumyyy.
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The Jester
Yeah. I know.
It's a shame I don't see him that much anymore, but I still consider him to be my best friend.
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He gives me criticism however. (In a positive way)
But I can take it. Which is probably weird, since most of the time, I just think:
'WELL YEAH. YOURE AN ASSHOLE. AND YOURE WRONG.'
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Meh. I don't.
Which is really, really weird, since we're complete opposites about a few things.
But he's like the only person whose actions I could relevate, if I'd be annoyed by them.
So far, since our close friendship, I haven't been.
I believe he knows me quite well, and often adjusts to my behaviour though.
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The Jester
Claire, there is NO PERSON in the world who wouldn't annoy me at some points.
Except perhaps my best friend, but that's because he totally accepts me for who I am.
You know I'm easily annoyed by people.
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The Jester
Are you thinking about the constant debates about religion?
Because that'd just create lulz ;D
Or my famous one-liners?
Alright, I don't have any famous one-liners.
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Yea, but you made me curious ffs.
>; (
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Cum on yumiii, I just wanted answer
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No, why did you assume that we couldn't live under the same roof?
By wondering who'd go insane first, you had made the assumption that we'd be terrible roommates.
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Come on yumiii, answer the question pls.
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You started assuming, so answer!
Damn christians. 'WHY DO YOU THINK THERE IS NO GOD?'
'NO I ASKED YOU FIRST WHY YOU THINK THERE IS A GOD FUCK'
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Why do you assume we'd get crazy?
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I honestly think we'd do fine.
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God fucking damnit.
Sims THIS, sims THAT, but it's never about US CLAIRE. US, in the REAL WORLD.
CANT YOU SEE THAT I WANT TO ADOPT YOU???
Jesus.
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Yea.
I'm really good at this. There was this summer break, when noone wanted to talk to me, and I just stood infront of the mirror, rambling random poetry lines.
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Okay, one more poem:
Yummiiiiii, my muse,
my love for you is like a never-ending fuse,
I don't know how to behave,
Does she like facial hair?
Or should I shave?
Understanding that I've not hit puberty quite yet,
I understand that I have no chance,
Will you allow me though,
To have this dance?