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Yeah, I've run out of things to do. This is what, day 19 by myself?

Amazing that I found things to do down here for so long.

I'm feeling like I can accept this. This is what my life is, and this is how it will end.

But maybe it's best, for you people who have been reading my story, to not be forced to see the ugly end?

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