This tea is giving me some kind of dry-mouth. lolwut?

Right, so, um... right. If stress reaches past a certain threshold then my heart starts to act up, gets these pangs of excruciating pain. I thought maybe a heart murmur was to blame, and a mild hypochondria drove me to the doctor, who then directed me to an ultrasound of my various aortas and ventricles. And yet here we are, with inconclusive results and a deep pang of aortic pain. Funnily enough, this is certainly not conducive to me completing any of the suddenly appearing caches of homework that have been kept for me until far too late a date, which would appear to be the catalyst to this situation.

Ow.

I can only hope that this entire pot of jasmine tea and an unhealthy amount of mindless(mindful?) video games will alleviate this. Fuck. Fuckknuckle. Fuckknuckling-thundercunt.

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My wild love went wandering

She wandered through the misers

They asked here to give back herself

She came back all the wiser

My wild love went travelling

Far over the fetid fields

Stopped an evening on an isle

Found there all the broken seals

My wild love went sailing

Through the fog and through the ice

She asked me to join the trip

But if not the Devil would suffice

My wild love saw the Devil

He spoke to her in her wild dreams

She no longer speaks to me

I'm torn apart right at the seams

My wild love went riding

To a hearkened distant shore

She turned into an eagle's wing

And then flew off forevermore.