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My life seems like a plane crash, parts of me everywhere, most of me nowhere or unidentifiable.
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I work with the disabled and I hate it. Love the people, hate the work. When all is said and done, I'd much rather play the guitar in a smokey basement club.
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I always feel like I can't say for sure whether or not I am okay with mainly depending on my boyfriend for money. I constantly feel ashamed of it.
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Every time I see an attractive woman smiling and happy, I know there's a man somewhere wishing he were dead.
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I put up the sign! I admit it! I hate to see people get speeding tickets!
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