And I hope it never comes back.
My computer loves me too much. It refused to play just this one song, and in its place, I was forced to play Jyukai, so will you just stop asking me already? I don't know what I am trying to pickle here. I am obviously, and with good reason, not a bloody cook.
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I try to convince myself that my mom hadn't discovered some sort of chronic illness that will render her unable to nag me for the rest of my life. It also scares me terribly because I have attachment issues. Who else will be my resident nagger, my midnight stalker, my first-aid kit, my slumber-molester, my snore opera?
And apparently, paranoia came to visit.
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