I write this sleep deprived at 10:30am on a wednesday, with a sooky puppy in my lap. I'm sleep deprived because he won't let me nap. So here I am, thinking pet-therapy is a great thing for depression, but instead I'm roasting myself for thinking, while half awake, that "I'm gonna kill that little shitmonster" because his insecure mewling wakes me
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