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WARNING: This page is not for the kind of person that'll send me an e-mail, or call me or whatever, saying that I need help,
or that they're going to tell their parents or the school shrink, or something. If you ARE, leave RIGHT NOW. I won't put up
with any of that b.s anymore, I just won't.
If you can't deal with real life, all I gotta say is... WAKE UP AND SMELL THE CARBON MONOXIDE, kids. The world isn't perfect,
people aren't perfect. Why should I be any different?
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