First off, I hate you. Maybe I know you, maybe I don't, but the fact remains, I hate you. Maybe we have just met, maybe I have known you for years, but my hatred for you is a shining beacon on the other wise empty landscape of my soul.It burns with the white hot focused intensity of a laser, and is all encompassing, like the smothering embrass of a bi-polar mother.
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