+My days are owned by my nights. I can't say no to people. I can't say how I really feel to someone. I drink too much. I smoke to get through the week. I don't care about anything. It's getting to the point where I wish my life was just a stretch of weekends. I mean it practically is, but it's still not enough.
+Whenever you say your own name, it's always, always awkward. You never say it out loud, you confirm it over and over again in your head. When you have to introduce yourself to someone, you will always hesitate, you might even mispronounce it.
+The weather report was a death sentence.
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