when you reach for the flat iron, pulling my hot rollers over and I accidentally say 'Slow down, Chunky.'
I swear, I don't know where 'Chunky' came from.
Thank you for not stabbing me.
Oh, there I am.
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So there’s this strange thing that happens to me where when I’m in a
depression it literally affects my sight. The deeper I get into a
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