I feel depressed and detached from the world. Is it my repetitive and meaningless life? Is it listening to the oh-so-great yet depressing music of 1990? Or is it that I spent my last $15 bucks on a quarter tank of gas which will no doubt run out before my next paycheck? I don't know what it is, but the people upstairs are beginning to piss me off.
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