I'm hanging out at a place of dread. I know I shouldn't be scared. Or awkward, or feel anything at all... But this place gets to you. Its like the Essesence of a cemetery. Inevitable creepiness that gets into your head. I had heard stories about this place. And now I'm here myself... Its for a great cause. I should have been there for those previous...
Oh, Los Angeles.
I'm the only white guy in the room.
too afraid to look up and confirm
haha
Just keep your head down and keep on typing...
ohhh, seems like my phone makes it easier to type sideways.
It feels like a Sidekick this way!
EDIT: Omg, someone knew what I was talking about
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