I'll probably keep on writing all throughout today. I hope nobody minds. I talked to a new friend of mine last night. It was certainly an interesting conversation. The scars on my arm itch. A lot. Mostly it's the ginormous one that reminds me that I should never ever live in my house past age 18 or make my children think I'm angry at them. I kind
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