Ooooo, the pencil-dicked bitches are really mad at me. They threw an intense electronic tantrum this morning. Basically blew me out of bed after I had slept about three hours, so I am navigating on pure instinct. They ain't gettin' no cherry, though, so they can go fuck themselves. I've been sleep deprived much of my life, working as a pilot with about ten thousand hours night time in my log books.
They're slowly killing me and I know it and I am not afraid of these pukebags. They can go piss up a rope.
Never quit.
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I am sorry when any human being suffers. Believe me, I know.
In spite of all the ups & downs and craziness of Life--know this too--that someone out there truly cares about what happens to you.
Right now, that means a lot.
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