And now, with that, I'm going to go very, very neatly and precicely pack my bags, take some photos, and then check myself BACK into the SAME behavioral health center I left yesterday, after receiving confirmation of my WORST FEARS: I'M NOT FUCKING CRAZY.
So that I can remove MYSELF from THIS SITUATION, Spider-Man. You never did say you were sorry for calling me a fucking STALKER. Ya JACKASS. ("Billy Madison"-style)
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