Pizza Won’t Help

So I’ve eaten my cold and pungent smelling pizza.

I’m tired. Caffeine doesn’t help.

I’m homesick.

I need some form of distraction.

Divine intervention is totally out of this world.

I’m going cranky. I need to be out…

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