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I'm completely intolerant. I shut down. A haze developes over my eyes as they narrow. The world shrinks before me as I stand atop a hill overlooking antics.
This is the one thing I'm unable to rid myself of.
At this point it seems like it would just be easier to rid myself of those I'm close to, so there is no one left to hold contempt for.
This is the one thing I'm unable to rid myself of.
At this point it seems like it would just be easier to rid myself of those I'm close to, so there is no one left to hold contempt for.