Diahrrea makes you think, it makes you contemplate life from a cold toilet seat.
Diahrrea makes you deal with your shit, your body's shit, your heart shit, your mind shit. Sometimes it makes you believe you are full of shit.
Diahrrea is pain, but it is also necessary.
Diahrrea is a celebration, the death of your old self and the end of your old shit.
Diahrrea is full of memmories and teachings, is repulsive, full of fear, anger, chaos, doubt, love and regret. It makes you feel again.
Diahrrea is, somehow, a gift for the human being.
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