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I just want to state that I am annoyed.
I have called in sick to work. Why? Because I am sick. I feel like a zombie.
It's like I had germs waiting around outside of me and as soon as the depression starts to lift they were like "DEFENCES ARE DOWN! AMBUSH!!!"
Stupid body.
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"The time has come, the Walrus said, to talk of many things. Of shoes, of ships, of sealing wax, of cabbages, of kings! Of why the sea is boiling hot, of whether pigs have wings..."
"I have a problem with low self-esteem. Which is really ridiculous when you consider how amazing I am.
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