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So I can't wait to get hammered to all fuck this weekend. Then we'll see if I cry like a bitch. Probably.
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Christmas. Something that used to bring so much joy but now is just a day. Just a day.
Fuck being sick.
I wonder if I could just cry, something as a man I have been programmed to fight severely, I would feel better. I feel like I want to almost everyday but can't. Oh well.