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Saturday, October 17, 2009 @ 3:01 PM
WHAT A GLORIOUS DAY TO HAVE SUCH PULSATING HEADACHES. I feel like I'm in a blast furnace (okay, evidently I want chem to stick to me), ready to melt soon into nothing but molten fluid with body matter, and perhaps a heart with a hole in it. shucks.