Trigger warning for discussions of child abuse.

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Some place underneath. I'm out so much I'm so much How you doing today, Amber?

I'm good. I'm scrolling through social media, just looking at words and pictures, you know, so much that it's like a mush. It's a stew that has no flavor, right? Just all these ingredients. I don't know what's going

like a gruel. Like a gruel. That's what social media is. It's a gruel of ideas. Well, does it sustain you?

No. It's like chips. You're like hungry five seconds later. And it's, I don't like chips because you just keep eating, eating, eating, and I'm like hungry five seconds later, I've done nothing. I eat a lot of chips, I'll tell you. Sometimes my whole dinner is

chips and salsa. What? Oh, chips and sauce is a different level. Like, I'm talking like Doritos. Chips and

salsa, I feel like it's vegetables in there. Yeah, yeah, yeah, totally. That's sest-tance. Corn, tomatoes, full meal.

Salt.

There you go.

Salt.

Yeah, like, I don't like sweets.

I think because I drink alcohol, which is already sugar.

Yeah.

So if I had more sugar, I might as well just be, like, dumping ice cream all over my body, like a wet t-shirt contest.

Welcome to someplace underneath.

I'm Natalie Jean.

I'm M Jean. I remember Nelson. And also one time I got into a jello match when I was drunk in bikini jello match.

Dude, so did I.

Once, no, it wasn't jello. It was baby oil.

Baby oil. Very sexy. I'm getting turned down.

Yeah, it was after a punk show. I think it was after our agnostic front or what show was that?

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