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Good morning you bloody lovelies. I hath awakened hungover to the max and it appears I tried to contact a bunch of online friends irl last night. Lol. I am shy af and have long resisted the leap from broadcasting my thoughts to actual real life communication, but it turns out there is a golden ratio of gin and pizza after being in a field for a week that moves me to want to drunkenly chat down the phone. However nobody answered, which feeds into my solipsistic belief that none of you are real and I'm just having a long and protracted mental health breakdown. Hurrah! To those I targeted - I can only apologise. You dodged a bullet. I was in extremely high spirits and also full of extremely high spirits. I shall recreate the telephone conversation for you here..... Hallo? Hallo? HI IT IS ME! Er..... How are you? I am drunk! Do you like Guns and Roses? I like Guns and Roses. *5 minute singing interlude*. I blurry love you. What are you doing? What do you mean it is morning where you are? All is dark here. Life is black. Time isn't real. I love you. Why did you call me? I love you. Do you have squirrels where you are? I love squirrels. Do you think squirrels love Guns and Roses? I have to go to bed now. Huzzah! So now we all know. If I call you, you must never answer the phone to me. I'm like an irl dick pic. Only instead of a pic it's me rambling and I am the dick. Have a great day, everyone! X