(1/2) And without sounding like a dick... I hope the holidays treat you all well... and if not well at least gently.
Life isn't shit all the time... just most
"I felt like crying but nothing came out. it was just a sort of sad sickness, sick sad, when you can't feel any worse. I think you know it. I think everybody knows it now and then. but I think I have known it pretty often, too often." — Charles Bukowski (Tales of Ordinary Madness)
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