In the name of

Frustrating, why do I always find a reason to frustrate myself? This cacophony of echoes bursting like O2 Arena speakers in a mirage of self-torture. I missed another opportunity, and I don't want to miss another one, for the next objective is quite special to me, but I need something. I need to prepare for it and find another thing special beneath the complexities of my character. I need to burst into my Yoko Kurama, whatever it is, wherever it is, I need badly and I need it soon. Scratching my gonads are a thing of the past. More than once is enough, twice is bluff, thrice and I'll be here for awhile. 

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