It appears that I am something else.  Life is full of surprises, and it appears to never be too late to pull a fast one on you.  It is what it is, and it will be what it will be, and that seems to be the end of it.  Perhaps the end of me as well, which is not a particularly terrible thought.  The end of me as I know it.

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  1. ^^^ says:

    Why don’t you just do the world a favor and and kill ur self already?

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