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i'm sick as hell and my best friends are in the next room laughing away like they always are. and we're all moving in together, you know. nine of us sharing a few rooms, can you see it? and we'll do it, you know, we're not kidding around. taking turns doing the dishes and cleaning the tub and all. maybe eating breakfast together and sleepin in whoever's bed on whatever night because so what. we'll do whatever we want because nobody will be there to shame us out of the best goddamn things.