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2011-01-19 / 12:38 a.m.

And so it is. Here I am clutching a soft toy walrus in my left hand, bought for me under the knowledge that I love animals, especially the ones that look perpetually sad. I can never leave their sides. This little guy smells just like he should. A smell I shouldn't know, but do.
At least this highlight replaces the fact that today's five years since my best friend tried to kill herself. You know what brain? You need to let go of these things. Remember important things. Remember holding hands and feeling good. Remember that some idiot just gave you a walrus soft toy because he looks sad. Remember that it's the most perfect gift you've ever received.

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