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jane
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oh, how it needs to go away. times are high & i'm hapy but don't feel like i've accomplished anything - it's all the pills, you know. the purity of my blood left when i was about sixteen, before the ssri but after the lack of virginity. i look at a bag full of prescriptions & think, "how did i get so old?" [note: kurt_vonnegut]. selective seratonin reuptake inhibitor. double the dose & you'll be fine. yeah, but when do i stop? am i allowed to be not fine anymore? what happens when i flip out? i'll give you a prescription for ativan. oh, okay. thanks, doc.
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