I don’t, people are horrifying evil demons bent on making my illness worse, so it’s like, telepathy at best, and then ridicule and dementia at worst. Whoops! Oh well.

I mean, I don’t feel like associated with these ninnies.

So I talk to myself here.

Ugh.

But monologue only gets you so far.

Sigh…

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