I’m parasocial but instead of thinking we’re besties I think you’re me from another dimension where I’m eloquent and likable and a fan of ace attorney.
If you’re me… and I’m me…. then who’s flying the plane?? π
The most glaring contradiction here is that you think we’re likable, but we do have quite a high opinion of ourselves, so if you’re us, it only makes sense π
Nah though, we’re flattered, pal. π€π
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