Password
I should have just chosen a shorter password.
Shorter. Easier.
My mom said to stop shivering.
In my shorts. I wear shorts to bed.
I should have just chosen long, long pants.
Someone else is choosing my passwords.
Changing my passwords…
Go to bed in shorts, and the shorts are old and worn.
Lying in bed.
My computer is in the corner of the room.
Glancing.
I could go to sleep, except that my computer is evil.
My computer laughs.
I would never guess that.
Hahaha!
You’ll never guess that password.
I guess not.
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