I will make you cry tears of blood. Get ready to be depressed.
Dance in the Full Moon
O, the Frailty of Memory
Thursday, July 11, 2019
7.11
I can feel all my muscles. I decided to ride my bike, and I went out for an hour. A simple hour, surely, wouldn't kill me, right? And yet, here I am. Aching my way to bed so I can feel like I'm dying until I have to go to work.
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