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Stop beating yerself up, right this minute.
STOP.
You can lay there in yer soft pants eating dry cereal if you want.
You are the boss of you.
Ok, twitter fronds:
Feel totally free to ignore/mute this thread.
I'm gonna cover some hardcore abuse related shit here, and it's to help/support anyone who is the product of an abusive childhood.
Everytime I post this, I lose followers.
And I'm not a beeg follower tracker type.
But it think it's funneh.
Hai.
Jumping rainbow shark.
And yes, I have the t-shirt.
Twitter is weird.
Last time I posted this buncha humans unfollowed me....
/....shark shrug
Whoa.
I broke 1000 followers...
When did you that happen?!
Jawsome.
HOWDY HOWDY HOWDY