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Too Affected

I'm too lost to say anything right now.
I blogged for awhile, but it was too messy and too full of shit to be published.
I can't think properly, and I can't think coherently.

Some phrases keep fucking running through my mind.
Things like someone calling me slut like an AK-47
Like Inconsequential
Like Satisfaction
Like I'm prentending I'm hurting too much

I need a drink.
Really, really need a drink.