I never cease to amaze myself; I must be the most endlessly useless person who's ever lived, who's ever even dreamed. I fight myself in every embodiment of change or progress, I can't even make regression work properly. Why do I do these things to myself, why do I believe in people, in myself or even the immaculate beauty of the ebb and flow of
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Anyway... yeah. I'm here.
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