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Okay, so it's the one year anniversary of the worst week of my life, I haven't been able to sleep, I've had a cough for a week or two, I'm working ten days in a row (four down, six to go!) and I'm fucking tired and sore and just want to spend all my time in bed.
And I'm fucking lonely.
And whiny.
I need a hug, I think.
And I'm fucking lonely.
And whiny.
I need a hug, I think.