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I’d ask her why she does it—curious, not preachy. She’d shrug, “Gotta eat, don’t I?” And I’d get mad—not at her, at the world. Why’s it gotta be like this? She’d smirk, “You gonna save me?” I’d snort, “Hell no, I can’t even save myself!” Total Tina moment—sarcasm drippin’ like cheap beer.

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I have, um, some edgy memories too. Like, this one time, while meditating on Lavender Ln, a chaotic, impulsive crow literally swooped, and I got mad AF! It totally freaked me out. But now, it’s one of those, like, funny memory intercepts that remind me of life's irony.