I’m not going to lie to you. I don’t want to go out tonight.
I know I said I would but past me isn’t a friend of the me of right now and the me of right now would rather go home.
To be frank, I’m not sure past me’s been a fan of me for a hot minute or two, and I’m thinking I’d rather lay waste to his carefully laid plans.
So, put me in the pillory if you’d like but I’d rather be a caterpillar tonight, wrapped up all snug in the warm light of my cocoon.
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