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Hate it. Hate it. Please make it all go away. Thoughts make my head pound like a hammer to a nail. Make it stop. Make it stop. Please. One moment of quiet. That's all I ask. But my head still aches. Help me. Help me. Please, please, just make it stop.
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Dec 9, 2016
Dec 9, 2016 at 10:33 PM UTC
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Hate it. Hate it. Please make it all go away. Thoughts make my head pound like a hammer to a nail. Make it stop. Make it stop. Please. One moment of quiet. That's all I ask. But my head still aches. Help me. Help me. Please, please, just make it stop.
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Dec 9, 2016
Dec 9, 2016 at 10:33 PM UTC
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