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I'm with Christina, I can't take mess. But it's because I grew up in abject filth. We had child services called on us because of the ridiculous level of filth. Curdled milk spilled on the carpet and stuff. So when I am depressed I always have to at least wash the dishes because otherwise I can't sleep. But my mom was horribly depressed a I guess I can understand what it's like to literally not be able to do anything.
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Of course it is happening inside your head. But why on earth should that mean that it is not real?
-Albus Dumbledore
That’s life. If nothing else, that is life. It’s real. Sometimes it
f—-ing hurts. But it’s sort of all we have.
-Garden State
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