All i fucking feel right now. Is stress. Stress. Stress. Stress. I feel like i've been feeling it forever. For. Fucking. Ever. It. Fucking. Feels. Unbearable.UNFUCKINGBEARABLE. If I didn't expect Sunchild to message me. I'd probably smoke all the weed I have. I can't go to Tuesday. It's not fair for her to give me solace right now. I have to tough this shit out. Tough it FUCKING OUT. Grip the fucking chair while the drill digs deep. Break through the skin, the bone, the vein, the tendon, the muscle.
Can you fucking FEEEEEEEEEEEEEL THEEEEEEEEE STRESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS. WHAT THE FUCK IS IT. You know. I should record myself. And I will. To see where the fuck I am. To see what these words look like off the screen.
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