I was born cursed and lonely. From the very moment the glare of the hospital lights shone in my blue eyes, I cried. But not for the shocking cold air of the open world. I wailed because I knew my fate. The scrub-clad doctors slapped my back to make sure I was breathing, and that was when I first knew the sharp pain of life. As my father bathed
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Although quite depressing at the same time.
Cheer up, Jason, we love you.
You shouldnt feel lonely, but you dont need to hear that, I'm guessing.
[Hug] Get some sleep and I'll see you tomorrow.
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