I'm sick and tired.
No I don't really want to blame anyone. It's just my own state of self.
My legs are aching. I skipped work today because I'm drained of that crappy china-standard job. I miss jogging at the jetty. I miss my exercise routine.
I had enough of that fat bitch at work.
And I've got to admit, jaded being the 'good' guy. Strangers don't really give me respect. They say nice guys finish last.
Maybe I'll be and act like a real drop-out.
Here's my last words to you, [your name here]. STAY IN SCHOOL, PUNK!!
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