Day 1: I am ILI
The end.
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Day 1: I am ILI
The end.
Well that was anticlimactic.
Day 2: I am Ni-subtype.
The end (until I change my mind again)
It's the same day, only 37 minutes later XD
37 minutes is like a day to me. A day is like a week. A week like a month; a month like a year. As for a year...a lifetime. Too much goes in and out of this ol' noggin of mine to accurately keep track of the time.
I usually eat toast, with enough butter to clog up my arteries. It makes me feel satiated and provides me with momentary distraction from the fact I'm in a dead-end 9-5 job. IT DISTRACTS ME FROM THE PAIN OF EXISTENCE.