Dear Brain,

                  Oh how much I loathe you, and I know there's a part of you that hates you too. You probably hate me too, because I kill your cells every time I smoke, and you also because of the ridiculous choices I make that make you turn to turmoil.

I apologise greatly.

                  You could do me a favour though, and not spout out random stuff when I'm trying to be quiet, or have a serious conversation with someone, or send random nasty thoughts, it's quite distracting you know.

                  Anyway, I've gotta go annoy you some more!

                                    From Niamh.

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