I hate being integrated by the pigs.
I wish being integrated was not so damn stressing.
I predict that because of all the drugs I've done in the past four years will cause me to have a young death.
I hope my prediction is way off!
My dad tried to impose all the things he wanted to do in his life that he didn't do on me
He failed at trying to impose those things on me.
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