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I can't stand this life, everything's a battle. Walking on pins and needles; seen better treatment towards cattle. One more word, I swear I'll explode. My life is a mine field, switch into survival mode. Pack up your curse words, take them far away. Get rid of your accusations, I don't have the patience today. Calling me every name in the book, telling me to move. No care at all for my feelings, don't worry I hate you too. I've got my warpaint on, I won't stand and be your target. My bags are slowly filling. I'll be leaving when I can, I swear it.
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Jul 22, 2013
Jul 22, 2013 at 1:04 AM UTC
Father.
I can't stand this life, everything's a battle. Walking on pins and needles; seen better treatment towards cattle. One more word, I swear I'll explode. My life is a mine field, switch into survival mode. Pack up your curse words, take them far away. Get rid of your accusations, I don't have the patience today. Calling me every name in the book, telling me to move. No care at all for my feelings, don't worry I hate you too. I've got my warpaint on, I won't stand and be your target. My bags are slowly filling. I'll be leaving when I can, I swear it.
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Jul 22, 2013
Jul 22, 2013 at 1:04 AM UTC
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