my computer. my companion. my escape. ever since evey spilled water on it andrew said he thought he could fix it. it was just the power supply, probably. well, it wasn't. my desktop, where my best ever toy; Photoshop, resided between it's microchips and circuit boards, is dead. i never got my hopes too far up about it, but I won't lie and say I felt nothing after that power supply was switched out for the new one and all put back together and push the power button aaaaannd... nothing.
I'm dealing. I'm gonna be OK.
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