I got nothing/no one to talk about.
Instead, I'll sit and write eulogies about the most beautiful waves to exist.
I'll lament about how much I miss them so, and how
they seem to be the most meaningful things to me.
Gosh golly, do I succeed in underachieving.
Shut up marky, no one wants to hear about your shortcomings.
I'll write a story about a jumprope champion instead
Yeah, that'll teach em.
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