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sure, go ahead and cry feel the shallow pits of hell deep within you scream while watching the bus go by thoughts of melancauly manipulate your brain let them turn your soul inside out and experience the world as you normally would not chew on plastic run with scissors marry your cousin masturbate in an elevator feel life to its fullest allow the blue ambers to chew through your skin allow the pain to be part of you be an emotion color your armpit hair relax and meditate write a poem.