FYA
It's days like this that I want to take everything I have, throw it in a truck, and go someplace no one would find me. A place where, no matter how hard they try, my family couldn't even locate me. And I'd stay there until declared legally dead. Then I'd come back and say:
Fuck you all.
Fuck you all.
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Glad to help. And I'm feeling better now...
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