i am sitting at my desk at work staring at my gatorade, staring at my smart water, staring at the computer screen, the to-do list, the newsletter notes, the blinking red light on my phone, staring, staring, staring. but my belly still hurts like HURTS and kanye west keeps telling me to keep my love locked down my love locked down and i want to dance and i want to scream and i am discontent and temperamental and over sensitive and under nourished and i'm not loving you the way i wanted to...
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