it is inconcievable in my house that i am not an unwanted stain ground into the table cloth. everything i hold dear and secret has been infiltrated and desicrated beyond recognition. the frustration is simmering, i feel the electricity in the air, the calm before the storm. i feel helpless, and it is the worst feeling in the world. i hold no
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