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[Sorrow's revival 2.0 hits Rita pretty hard, and the only way to move on from her regret is to set herself up for public humiliation.]
i really need to get something off my chest
[Okay. Here goes.]
once, i wore jeans and a jean jacket. i went outside in that outfit
god, what kind of monster am i
[Rita Du Clark, everybody.]
i really need to get something off my chest
[Okay. Here goes.]
once, i wore jeans and a jean jacket. i went outside in that outfit
god, what kind of monster am i
[Rita Du Clark, everybody.]

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i know... god what was i thinking? the only way to make up for it is to be shamed for it like i deserve
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[Those are scary.]
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yeah probably
ugh. never again
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