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well, sometimes i don't know- my parents are responsible for forgetting to take care of my hamster ten years ago and letting it die in the garage. i can't let that go. it's a hamster. they failed.
i had to throw out that hoodie because no matter what strength or scent of detergent i used, it smelled like ferret.
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fuck i'm frustrated, freaking out something fierce, would you help me? i'm hungry and i stuffer and i startle, i struggle and i stammer til i'm up to my ears in miserable quote unquote "art"
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