The second it was in my system, I had a brief period where I felt a strange combination of horrible things. One being, Oh my god, I love this. I remember it. This works pretty fucking well. I can't say that there's no part of me that doesn't like this. And then of course there is a part of me that doesn't like it, because I felt guilty for liking it, and I hated that feeling.
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Underscored — save the words that stop you in your tracks.
