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it was wicked! there's a party tonight but I have other plans.
my mom became type 1 at like, 26 and I feel like I'm probably headed for that. my blood sugars always ran really low.
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fuck i'm frustrated, freaking out something fierce, would you help me? i'm hungry and i stuffer and i startle, i struggle and i stammer til i'm up to my ears in miserable quote unquote "art"
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