stop starting a conversation with me and then going on about yourself. about how you're a bum, how you need job, how you need a new deck, how you can't get a good job 'cause you practically dropped out in year eight and then going on about how you don't want to be in school. shut up. i don't care and i'm not going to help you again 'cause i know you'll end up fucking off and shoving it in my face again. i'm glad you aren't okay, you deserve it.
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