I have no sympathy for you. Your life isn't hard. Drink your wine coolers, wash down your anti-depressants and forget about your picture perfect world. Your four story, two car garage mega house with a jetted hot tub, olympic sized pool and personal maid at your beckon call. I like your landscaper and life coach. I like your bleached hair, excessive make up and laguna beach facade you portray everyday. You don't fool me. Fuck off. Confide in everyone, you still fail. I see through you.
jwxxx
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