Just let me know when you need a hand, might need you to pick me up though. Not too sure walking on my own is a good idea these days. I'd be really confused if you did that, i'll admit. Not sure if that's my kind of a good time, yeah?
it's nothing that interesting outside of that stuff i made in a tin can out of everything i could find because i was too lazy to walk back to camp it was kind of gross
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I'd be really confused if you did that, i'll admit. Not sure if that's my kind of a good time, yeah?
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don't worry i only did that once and i regretted every second of it
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So why'd you pull that stunt anyway?
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Did you get those bragging rights?
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until the head teacher found out the whole bet
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i ran away from home and herded sheep for a year in between modeling
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I feel a little lackluster next to you, man.
[He's teasing, of course, Shou's stories are always the wildest.]
I ran away too early, never got to finish. Don't even have a high school diploma, how pathetic is that?
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schooling isn't anything too special. it's nice to have but you can make up for it and get a ged in this country, right?
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that i do know
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At least I won't feel have to feel like a complete idiot once I've got it. Heh.
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probably more like scholarly challenged
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I do some pretty stupid shit sometimes you know.
I think my other was worse.
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just ask my entire family
my former teachers
that one herding group
a couple photographers
all my exes
wait
don't ask my exes.
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not your exes I like my head where it is thank you.
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outside of that stuff i made in a tin can out of everything i could find because i was too lazy to walk back to camp
it was kind of gross
same here
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funny how things like that end up
it is really goddamned gross
after everything that'd be a really shitty way to die don't you think?
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