So as emo as this sounds, I literally "bruised my heart" yesterday. I got hit by a two hundred pound monster during my hockey game square on my chest. Of course I'm tough so I played the rest of the game. But on the way home I informed my dad that we needed to first go to Qdoba, then the ER. So we did, and I have a bruised heart, and a fucked up
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