I call it “The
Nameless Dread.” Yes, how Lovecraft of me. It’s that feeling I can’t shake,
when The Fucking Sad punches me in the gut, and my stomach sinks, and I’m
thinking about all the good things going on right now in my life, but it doesn’t
matter, TND is upon me, and now I’m on an MTD bus, crying.
You ever
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