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This Anxiety is like boiling snakes in my stomach Milky frothing water and peeling (my) Skin (off speckled moles, preventative measure) (I do not have cancer) (At least not skin) I'm blindly probing my skin for (not lymphoma, no) Any semblance of (not breast cancer, no) Caring Is not for me (I care too much)
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Jul 9, 2013
Jul 9, 2013 at 1:51 AM UTC
I would rather be hit by a bus.
This Anxiety is like boiling snakes in my stomach Milky frothing water and peeling (my) Skin (off speckled moles, preventative measure) (I do not have cancer) (At least not skin) I'm blindly probing my skin for (not lymphoma, no) Any semblance of (not breast cancer, no) Caring Is not for me (I care too much)
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Jul 9, 2013
Jul 9, 2013 at 1:51 AM UTC
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