I feel responsible for the end of the world today.
No metaphor, killed a live vaccine kind of way. Stuck a vein wrong and had to redraw. Any way I insert the needle leaves a bruise. Or wrote a script wrong, made the cough worse, in a way. A doctor once said, medicine has no room for error. Which is another way I know I'm out.
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