GtS:

Part of the syndrome of diffractionitis is seeing your own distortions in Them. When all you have is a hammer, everybody looks like a nail. I have issues with women? Hooyah, surely I do. Maybe I'm a lesbian, huh?
As for my father, an honorable and distant man, that ground has been well covered in my endless quest for fictitious normalcy, so no dice there. Haven't you got anything else?


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