Dear Insides,

[emong]

Hello insides, it's the cognitive part of the body to which you belong. I can't help but feel that you're broken. The pain is a dead giveaway. Now, I don't know what's wrong, if it was that rogue chip in the onion rings, the onion rings and cider before tea, or something I've picked up; but whatever I've done to you I am truly sorry. So please stop

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[krazy_christine]

I'm sorry you're so sore!

Kisses

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[emong]

...it is a strange day when you are sorry that I am sore....