quick stop at the gas station.

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I can't be like this anymore... it's not even that I don't know who I am, it's that, this variation doesn't feel right. Why don't I just jam another 50 tasks down my throat while holding in all the vile concequences just in time to smile. I don't know how I can so perfectly fool myself into this destructive cycle each and everytime so that at the

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ya... it's fun over-working yourself in order to forget everything else isn't it?