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23.6.10
 I say things like that and I fight the urge to run in the opposite direction.

do i really not care?







And, I know what it's like to have life hand you so much crap that you just want to sit on the couch and die, but you got to look at what's in front of you. You can't just walk out. Chances are, I'm gonna die on that table. people would have think I tried. Give it that at least.

I'm going to take it all in with a smile. ask for permission to the toilet, smoke a stick. and walk out smiling.