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I'm wondering if maybe I really DID cheat death on one of all those occasions and I'm paying the price with having to live with a rotting soul. Festering. With a palpable odour about it.

I'm not saying that I literally "stink". At least I hope I don't, but I really stink. I've been a horrible person, and I stand here before you, in my boxers, and declare that I'm going to turn this shit around.

In another week or so. At least.

And I really AM sorry.