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I don't have many friends.

Most of our friendships were started by the other person. My friends treat me pretty well, at least in front of me. I don't usually care about them very much, except when they gossip in my ear about matters. Sometimes, I just want to fill their throats with soil and insects, so that they can't speak anymore. At that time, I will be able to watch them with the utmost pain coming from inside the throat.

I don't like to talk.

I don't like the feeling of being stared at in the face when I talk. They say it shows the honesty or confidence of the speaker, but I find it superfluous.

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