Whatever you’re doing, stop. Stop because right now, there’s something more pressing, and there’s no way in fuck you’ll be able to keep doing whatever it is in the coming moments. Knitting? Shitting? Out to eat with friends? At school? Work? Fucking? Running? Gaming? Getting high?
Stop. There’s an itch in the very back of your eye that’s simply begging for your attention.
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