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Mmmm that delicious Foreboding™ where you sit and glumly Don’t Think About How You Fucked Up, for a while, and only after, like, an hour of sitting there in dread are you like… wait… what did… what did I fuck up?
And you stare into middle distance frowning as you try to remember just what it was that you’ve been dreading/worrying about / carefully not thinking about, and you… come up empty.
Like, you didn’t fight with anyone, you didn’t break anything, you didn’t screw anything up, you didn’t forget anything– did you forget anything???
It’s a mystery, and now you’re gonna Brood about how dumb that is for a while.
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Mmmm that delicious Foreboding™ where you sit and glumly Don’t Think About How You Fucked Up, for a while, and only after, like, an hour of sitting there in dread are you like… wait… what did… what did I fuck up?
And you stare into middle distance frowning as you try to remember just what it was that you’ve been dreading/worrying about / carefully not thinking about, and you… come up empty.
Like, you didn’t fight with anyone, you didn’t break anything, you didn’t screw anything up, you didn’t forget anything– did you forget anything???
It’s a mystery, and now you’re gonna Brood about how dumb that is for a while.
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