I stand before you today as a mere shell of the man I was yesterday morning. Life seems pointless. Everything is black and murky.
Oh the humanity!!!!
Parramatta choked again. Aaaaaaggggggghhhhhhh!
Pass me the stapler John, I'm in self harming mode. I may even eat paste and run with scissors!
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