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Pavlovian|10.10.05

Sometimes, out of nowhere, I’m hit with these pangs of anxiety tinged with guilt. Like when you’re a kid and you know as soon as your parents get home and find out what you’ve done you’re going to get beat with a belt. There’s something sort of post-coital about it, it’s kinda weird.