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Here we go, again.
I am seriously hoping the asphalt doesn't fuck up my face on this one but if it does I'll just put another mark on the wall, as so...
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WHY IS THE INTERNET SO BOOORRRRRRIIINNGGGG SSOOMETIMESSS?!?!?!!!?! -
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Anxiety is shaped like whiskers...sort of. Whiskers with frills like moths' antennae. Whiskers that cover everything from doorways to papers.
I feel terribly allergic to these whiskers, or sensitive, as one is to a thistle.
