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Feb 2016
I hate life nothing ever goes right.
all it ever does is turn out ******* *****.
so what's the point in anything when where strangers in the night.
no ones really bothered although I thought they might.
all I ever wanted was a real good life.
but all that ever happens is so much stress and strife.
and everyone just takes the **** and laughs at all my upset.
but I suppose that's just my lot and all I'll ever get
kirk
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kirk
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   ---, Born, Got Guanxi and Free Bird
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