Eddy shares a house in Providence, Rhode Island with his sister. “We’re both busy with school and work,” Eddy says, “so we take turns cleaning the bathroom.” Well, sort of. “I usually put it off for weeks,” Eddy admits.
Adds Eddy: “By the way, the heart translates loosely to ‘I’ll f’ing kill you.’”
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