Everything's color is being bled from my vision. Things have gone from being tainted to ugly. I use my precious as light. I keep marching forward simply because I can't let that light go. My hatred allows me no reason, no other focus
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And stop complaining about how you're "fat"...you look good. You look quite a bit better than I do!
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