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Im pretty sure i just killed every insect/bug
in my room with that tremendous fart, oh it was beautiful, just so delicious. I was cold, now i am warm, thanks to that expulsion of warm breeze. Yet somehow i feel slightly trapped by the strong bind it has me in. I can sense a grip on my soul, not so much that i have no free will, but enough to make me act irrationally. This greatly concerns me.