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It's fucking 12:55 or some shit in the morning. I'm not going to get any sleep. But with Satan's good luck, Zach will bring the Aderall/Aderol, however it's fucking spelled, and it'll make out to be a great day. Yesss...Just fabulous, just sensational. It feels weird though...Putting "fake" energy in your body.
Maybe I'm posting too much?
Maybe I'm posting too much?