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Archive for 9th April 2018

Fight me

Dear Diary,   (ALARM CLOCK GOES OFF) (I reach out and slap it off the table.) (Which doesn’t silence said alarm clock, of course.) (I don’t care. It’s farther away from me now, and that’s all that matters.) (15 Minutes later, big brother slings my door open fully dressed and – as always – smelling…

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