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ugh, don't mention mornings. my blankets are a perfect universe of warmth.
i want to just bundle up and keep it chilly, but my folks have been cranking it up. i can't win.
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fuck i'm frustrated, freaking out something fierce, would you help me? i'm hungry and i stuffer and i startle, i struggle and i stammer til i'm up to my ears in miserable quote unquote "art"
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