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Yeah, I've gotten really good at packaging my true thoughts for the hell train, myself. Sometimes an odd one slips. They rarely help. It's worse when they do though, cause then more shit ones slip in the future until I remember what the fuck I'm on.
Anyways. I like the statement "gravely ill". It's more real than "terminally ill". That one always made me think of regular visits to public transit terminals, and that is a fate worse than death.
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