My therapist says I stay at home alone and read too much.
I told him that going out didn't matter.
I told him it's because there's an odd number of people on the planet.
Everyone has someone except me.
He stared at me blankly and shook his head. But he knows I'm right.
That night I decided to kill him. There'd be an even number again. I refuse to be alone.
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