It was a sleepless night. This morning is no better.
I can't concentrate.
I am on the edge.
I feel my sanity slipping away.
I feel my sanity slipping away.
I am powerless. I can't take this anymore.
I am losing my mind...
There is a fucking cricket in the New Digs.
A ninja cricket. An elusive, stealth cricket.
There is a fucking cricket in the New Digs.
A ninja cricket. An elusive, stealth cricket.
This cricket is on a mission to drive me insane.
I don't know who sent it, but I have my suspicions.
The relentless, brain-frying chirping must stop. Stopstop. stopstopstopstop!
Would someone please just shoot me now?
Out (of control)-T.
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