This morning, I woke up to find myself back to my normal size. I am not sure how that happened, but after everything that's been going on, should I really bother to question anything anymore? Hmph.
Let me make myself clear:
I.
AM NOT.
YOUR.
SOURCE.
OF.
YOUR SICK FASCINATIONS.
I swear to God when I find the bastards that made me go through this Hell... AUGH!
Okay, enough of that... I'll simply swallow my emotions and all this trauma as usual. Sure, it will be a danger to my health, but at least I won't have to think about it.
...*gulp*
Ah. Yes. Problem's gone. I'm perfectly fine now!






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Run COWARDS!! IMA KEEL YOU ALL WITH CRIT SANDVICH!!
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ALSO ABS.
...darn, it's not one size fits all.
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((...Yeah, it's a bit of a stretch.))
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