I felt like I should have been wrapped in saran wrap. My thinking is cloudy and I can barely breath in here anymore. I walk back and forth on my recently cleaned, but still grossly stained carpets and all I can bring myself to think of is when,. a date, the time, a day, when I did not feel like a 200lb conch...
10.19.2005
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