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I told him chairs are dangerous: They get in your way so you trip over them. He told me he thought I was dangerous.

Maybe that’s why he left.

Forgive me, I usually only post when I'm sad or motivated, and if not, I'm busy dealing with other emotions. This is my story, and it'd mean a lot if you read what I had to say. Let the hands do the talking.