When I am typing a paper and I re- read a sentence and it sounds good:
Several thousand words of madness.
Right now Cheyenne is trying to get Dalton to give her a ride with Bose home for Christmas.
Dalton has a small car and only chains and it slides in the rain. So I am scared. Imma force him to go slow...
Goodnight
James
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