My SG account is lapsing. I'll see you all at Pubsquat, and then... in the FUTURE!
My phone now turns all incoming text messages into a garbled mess. The same garbled mess every time, in fact. And it says they are all from my stalker, Elena. At first I thought her phone was the messed up one, but NO. So anyway, if you want to reach me, you'll have to settle for old-fashioned phone calls or email or something.
And FUCK,...
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And FUCK,...
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