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Monday, October 1, 2012

Bullet

So, here's the summary of how my fucking day went.
1. Wake up
2. Go to court
3. Get No-contact order saying that I can't see or talk to Rocket for a fucking year
4. Get home, trash my room screaming profanity at the fucking walls
5. Find out my Grandma is in the hospital because of a fucking heart attack.
6. Go downstairs and vent my anger by playing Borderlands 2 and killing every. single. thing.

So world, I invite you to bend over, introduce your fist to your ass, and go fuck yourself.
Goodnight.


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