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“To travel is to live.” -Hans Christian Andersen

Tuesday, July 21, 2009 @ 6:30 PM

MOTHERFUCKER JUST SLAMMED MY COMPUTER MOUSE GOD KNOWS HOW MANY TIMES AND EVEN MAKE THE BATTERY COME OUT I HOPE MOTHERFUCKER NEVER EVER SUCCEEDS IN LIFE. AS IN, NEVER GET AN IMPROVEMENT IN HIS FAILED LIFE ANYMORE. CAN'T EVEN GET A FUCKING JOB AND COMPLAIN ABOUT EVERYTHING. I WISH MOTHERFUCKER CAN GET LOST AND I DON'T NEED TO SEE HIM EVER AGAIN CAUSE HE IS FUCKING MOTHERFUCKER. DON'T EVEN HAVE THE PATIENCE TO SIMPLY CHANGE THE BATTERIES OF THE COMPUTER MOUSE.

ALSO, MOTHERFUCKER CAME HOME AND SLAM THE DOORS AND GATE AND EVERYTHING ELSE. I THINK HE'S BENT ON DESTROYING EVERYTHING ALONG WITH HIS DESTROYED LIFE.

I'M JUST FUCKING PISSED THAT MOTHERFUCKER DESTROYED MY MOUSE. IF IT DOES NOT WORK I WILL NOT EVER TALK TO HIM EVER, ALTHOUGH THAT'S WHAT I'M ALREADY DOING BUT YAH. I FUCKING HATE MOTHERFUCKER. HE JUST SLAM EVERYTHING AND HAS NO PATIENCE AT ALL. THE BATTERY FLEW OUT OK. FLEW OUT AND ROLLED TO GOD KNOWS WHERE OKAY. DAMNIT.


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