I'm getting REALLY fucked off with this...
What the fuck is the point of going there just to be fucked around with, then leave with no fucking answers at all?
REALLY?? WHAT IS THE FUCKING POINT??
How comes I think of things to ask and you don't?? Why the fuck is it always me who has to ask questions?? Don't you give a shit at all?!? Or are you actually happy to be fed lines of continuous bullshit and swallow them like a fine glass of chablis?
And now I've just realised I've got a meeting with the fucking bank; how the fuck am I going to focus on that when I've got this shit in the forefront of my mind??
AGHHHHHH!!!!!!
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- Pan
- I am Pan. I am music. I am computers. I am spirit. I am life... Yet another random soul wandering around this plane of existence, meeting up with other random souls who share views, opportunities, misfortunes and anything else life happens to throw our way!
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Make a list of questions beforehand, an actual physical list, so you wont forget.
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