Stupid evil friggin' bad thoughts. Why the hell can't you be impure thoughts? Those I'm more accustomed to handling.
Well, the bad thoughts too. But more so the self-depreciating bad thoughts. Not the vicious kind that tends to re-open old wounds.
Time to get some sleep.
Oh wait... all that coffee I had won't let me go to bed. Crapper.
Anyone want to bring/buy me some eyedrops?
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