I checked my online mailbox, and there it was, right in the middle of it; amongst a squadron of e-mails about mortgage deals, penis enhancers, and impending frat parties. I couldn’t open it. I couldn’t. My hand would not go the distance, it would not click the link, it would not press me towards what may well have been my impending doom. I wasn
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this was a really good entry to read, if it's any consolation. I, for one, really like the way you write.
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