( My interpretation of hell )

Dear New Jerset hXc,
You make me die a little inside.
Sincerely yours, Miss you know it.
P.S, here is an insanely long ( survey. )

I thought I knew you people.
I didn't.
I thought I liked you people.
I don't.

Leave me alone.

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