A message from Anonymous
I was wrong about that prick telling me that he blew off a T. Rex's head when we were in eighth grade. Instead, he told me that when we were in sixth grade. And that was one of the worst times of my life mainly due to assholes bullying the shit out of me. For example, that's when my dad was at his worst to me by forcing me to get out of the place that he and I lived in all because of small mistakes that I made. And so, I sometimes wish that those bastards went good bye forever.



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