HumidVent
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Usually when things are bad I would cry in a bathroom when in public, but today on my way home from work the weight of knowing I'm genetic trash and that I'll be alone for the rest of my life hit me hard, I couldn't control my tears, had a breakdown on the street I just wanted run into moving traffic.