Who knows if I spelt (spelled?) that word right, and futhermoar who cares?
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Life sucks. I've become a mean, lazy, good-for-nothing! I cruel and loud mouth to my mother. I'm slacking on my homework, and I hate everything and have lost all my talents. All I want to do is curl up and die.
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But alas my hopes are in vain. I will not curl up and die, I shall suffer through every minute of everyday until my body fails, or whatever higher power out there decides it's through playing around with me and presses my big red button.....

GOSH DARN! That gave me another idea to a picture I'll never do! Congratulations mind. I totally hate you now! UWAH!

I'm such a whiner...