What happens when you're always there for anyone who needs your help but when you're the one who needs help, you can't find anyone?
Sounds like me.
Sounds like me.
The random musings of an eccentric. Regard said musings with pinch of salt. Confucius says, crowded elevator smells different to midget.
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