I'm sick. Of everything. Along with physicaly sick. My head's so fucking full of snot, It hurts to think. That felt good, I just sneezed. Shelly went to her room to "do something productive" I wish I could think of something worth...anything, to do, but I can't. I feel like the whiniest, brattiest, piece of useless shit in the world right now. I
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