A Message To Readers
Stop.
What the fuck are you doing? Seriously.
Why are you reading this shit? I wrote this really fucking drunk and in 4hrs. This is really bad, and it's meant to be really bad. You paid fucking real actual money for this shit. You need to reevaluate your life.
But thanks for reading my fucking garbage, I guess.
I'm so sorry.
YOU ARE READING
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