Council Planning; Gastric

Council planning is driving me mad. I need to let everything out. PARDON ME AGAIN.


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RARRRRRRH ! crap. My gastric is horrendously at work again, probably because I've been skipping my meals? ahhhh, "everything is f-ed up, straight from the heart." I can't get to sleep nowadays and I seriously don't know why. You'll probably see me on the streets half-dead like a ... zombie? whatever.

hurhur. Where's the heart that I call home?