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It is the unremarkable familliarity of the usual suspects that haunt my mind.
only this time they seem a little more aggitated, a bit more coarse. Like I can barely contain their intentions!
My face distorts, my insides even more mangeled...an explosion any second! Let me find something to hide behind!
Alcohol? Drugs? Food? Pornography...what's nearest to my finger tips?
