Sometimes, the absurd sameness of the way that I react to things discust me. There's a certain pattern that I've followed every time I was upset with/about/because of the same one. And every time it shows royally that it DOESN'T work. At some point, my liver will start screaming, I know it. This isn't a cry for help. Because it's the last time it's happening like this. ever. I'm free now.
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