sometimes i feel like there's a tar pit inside me, deep in, some inescapable black stickiness that swallows endangered species and carries their fossils around forever.
I'm sorry to hear that. That is a TERRIBLE way to feel. But an awesome analogy. I hope you find a way to fight that malignity, conquer it, and find a way to harvest all of it into creative/satisfying energy.
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