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| So many things to tell you. So many adventures to be had. I can't even remember why I stopped talking to you in the first place | |
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| I think it was right about the time Mom started giving me Ritali-- OH NO!!! It was the drugs Mom gave me!! I knew she'd poison me one day, Hobbes... Hobbes? | |
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