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[l0ve1nve1n]

I write to you now with a shattered dream, puffy sore eyes, an aching heart, a severe headache, and the story of the worst day of my life. The day I remembered what I really am. I regret to inform you that I lost my job today. Why? Because I'm a good worker. I'm hyper at doing well and I am able to multi-task. I'm on top of the game and

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[exittoeden]

tiffany! oh my god! ryah and i are at tapioca express and that broke our heart. its not the end of happy days! you'll find another job, i swear! oh my... this is so fucking upsetting... and it isnt your fault! you'll make it, dont worry!