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I've finally calmed down a little bit. Maybe I'm overreacting. Maybe she does still care, or maybe I'm dillusional and she does hate my very being. I guess I'll find out tomorrow. Lord save me. Hold on one ******** second! WHY THE BLOODY HELL IS GOD STILL PICKING ON ME! OOPS SORRY, i mean sorry. Can't forget Job. *sigh* Its getting increasingly harder and harder to understand the almighty. *whisper* Maybe he's mad because I pray to much and too long, or because last night I asked for power over the dominion of fire. *resumes normal speech* I suppose I'll never know. Freaking ominiscient powers... gonk Later space a**. Adieu.