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It's pretty amazing how I can be basically emotionless, and still have this one tiny element--well, maybe a big element catalyzed by a tiny one, but still--that when rediscovered will open the floodgates again and again and again, for years. I'd kinda rather have it one way or the other...Enough of this being bi-polar like five times a year. I despise days like this.
Shit. I need to clean the sheets again.
Shit. I need to clean the sheets again.