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Right when I was gonna say fuck it and go give into the darkness that eats at the general vicinity of my existence she started to talk to me...now, I can't guarantee that it was truly my one soulmate on the other side of that chat window, but I do in my heart feel like this last week of enduring hatred and stress was minute blips of existence compared to the seconds of extasy and contently existing moments later i fell back to earth and , am waiting paitently to hear that chat ping saying my world might have survived the epocoliptica i call 1 night.