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[cutmyribbon]

I hate my job. Sometimes I just want to cuss one of my tables out and quit. That would be the best day of my life so far, i know it. but afterwards, when i realized i didn't have a job, and I'd probably never get another one, I would become depressed. i'm stuck.
i wrote another poem for my poetry class, well actually i wrote two.

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[ryanncseventeen]

you should post them!