Something terrible is taking place inside me. I wish this war could ger out of my body, I wish it was inside the toilet. While writing words keep blur and overlay, I had a sever insomniac attack last night because of the active battlefield inside me. It was just in the stomach at the beginning, now it is in the intestines, it is lasting longer than anyone would want.
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