I hate those nights of restless enslavement behind the soft glow of the computer screen, where your thoughts catch up to you faster than a derailed freight train. Just the frustration and tiresome boredom that can fill your head and cuts off the oxygen flow, that tightly grips your neck the only way a noose could. The sort of damp stuffiness that a
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i was just wondering who this was
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