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this weekend was long and weird and good and destructive. i have anxiety about all the things i want to say to people that i'm afraid won't come out right. i have anxiety about the opportunities i've let pass me by. i need to give and receive more hugs. i'm teething right now, and it's an annoying feeling. in case you didn't know, i've only got 24 teeth, because that's all i have room for in my little mouth. this new arrival is just going to cause problems. i'm ready to forgive and forget all the crappy/painful/stupid things that have happened in my past. the bad things aren't worth dwelling on anymore. i love and appreciate all my good friends right now, and i don't want that to stop. the end.