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Bloated Self-Pity

It's the middle of the night once again and I'm all melancholy and introspective. I find that I often mistake sleep deprivation for some deep, meaningful insight into this whole thing we call life. Instead I think it just fuels things like depression and gastrointestinal distress.

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because there’s nothing that amuses me more than hearing your pathetic opinion


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