Bad, bad bad bad bad Stuffs

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I rely on my headphones for everything. To keep me sane, to keep me from panicking, to entertain me in the mornings when nobody is on, to distract me in a car, to keep me up sneakily until three am, to avoid awkward conversations, a lot of things.

ONE OF THE SIDES OF MY EARBUDS, THE ONE WITH THE MIC, GOT BROKE. SOUND WILL NOT GET INTO IT UNLESS I BEND THE WIRES A SPECIFIC WAY AND THAT'S A PAIN IN THE ASS.

MY JACK IS BROKEN ON MY PHONE. MY PHONE HEADPHONE JACK-PORT-THINGY IS BROKEN. IT WON'T TRANSPORT SOUND TO MY REMAINING EARBUD WITHOUT SPECIFIC POSITIONING.

In conclusion, I'm going to go insane. Then die. Or starve myself to a husk, then die. And do the same with water.
LETHAL MENTALITY (that's my new motto right there)

~ Dark ~

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