I can't be bothered to post in Atease.
I'm the fucking Juggernaut.
Been sleeping like a dog lately. Mum was interpreting Kid A. I can't be bothered being awake unless I'm talking to Irina. Because I'm sick. Ugh. Damn illness. I got two big bottles of water. We've needed those. Mum doesn't know if she's making sense. I can't be bothered writing large sentences. Pause between words. Shaky. Getting more deep. Than usual. Stop.
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