jesus christ, this still exists. one, two? years later? not that i've ever been able to keep track of time properly anyway, and not that it matters. however, life goes on, things and people change but the essential feeling still remains, and remains. i have given up this hideous machine and the pen has become my best friend, i am certain this is for the best.

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