i'm going to lose my mind. it's coming. that snap. the strange, twisted fog i've visited once before. 2 months now i've spent deprived of food, sleep or fun. only fleeting reprieves have kept me sane. and now, when i need my friends here the most...they squabble amongst themselves. crawling into their caves, alone, and soletary, but angered when i
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