What is life.

Life is like a big obsitcal to slow you down.

Every time you think you got past it,it comes back around.

What are friends.

Friends are just enemies with secret identies.

What is money.

Money is what will make those same friends come back around swearing they were always down.

I'm tired of this shit.

This is the end.

I can't handel it any longer.

I believe this is the end.

Guess its time to slit my wrists.

This is the end,Its past time to end this bullshit.

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