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Anger always makes me feel so empty, like I'm pushing and pouring my insides out into the air around me, hot and sticky and humid and the world shakes and groans at the sudden change in atmospheric pressure. When I'm all done, when the air and my head are hot and my face is wet and my ears ring, I am empty. My face is stiff. My nose is running. And nothing is better.
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Oct 4, 2021
Oct 4, 2021 at 1:26 AM UTC
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Anger always makes me feel so empty, like I'm pushing and pouring my insides out into the air around me, hot and sticky and humid and the world shakes and groans at the sudden change in atmospheric pressure. When I'm all done, when the air and my head are hot and my face is wet and my ears ring, I am empty. My face is stiff. My nose is running. And nothing is better.
Raemond
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Oct 4, 2021
Oct 4, 2021 at 1:26 AM UTC
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