“Something is just wrong, with my brain or the way my thoughts work. Happiness is always temporary—and it isn’t sadness that replaces it. A weird, creeping feeling that feels wrong, and it’s in my body, as inescapable as my own skin.” OW PEYTON, DID YOU KISS THE BRICK BEFORE YOU THREW IT IN MY FACE?
— 3 hours, 30 min ago
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