· Apr 11, 2015 at 9:10 pm
And then there was that one time I was 20 and in this treatment center. And then on the third day I was so angry that I went into the patient lounge and stabbed a stack of styrofoam cups with a pencil. And then nobody could have coffee until the cafeteria lady brought us more cups. And then I realized that wasn’t my finest hour. But then all the other peeps understood.
And then I needed to lay down and rest.
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