Period. Hangover. Mosquito bites. Buuuuuuh. Today is my Sunday.
E. and M. broke up. She did it. The same night, she had sex with D. Idiot. Now everyone hates her. Finally.
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Because the future is in my hands, everything I do has its consequences, even the seemingly insignificant things, for the world.
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