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give me some fucking sunglasses you fucks

It started out as just casual reading.  A fantasy novel here, a sci-fi one there.  It was college, everyone read like that.  But when the party stopped, I continued to read.  I started to work at a high stakes law firm.  It was the kind of place where even the partners would keep full shelves of books in their office.  I'd get home and read 1, maybe 2 books, and then go out to have a book with my coworkers.   I thought I was just adjusting to the stress of adult life.  But things got worse.  I started having fights with my wife about the number of books I was buying.  I promised her that I could stop at any time, but I had secretly started reading autobiographies behind her back.  Things got worse.  My wife left me, my prestigious job fired me when I'd read so much that I couldn't walk straight.  I knew my story was reaching it's final page when I bought Eat, Pray, Love.  That's when I realized it had to stop and checked myself into Heritage House.  The people there showed me that I could fill my time watching stupid shit on tic-toc or play video games instead.  I turned my life around and haven't bought a book in over a year.  So if you are struggling with reading addiction, know that there is treatment and there is hope.
Thank you for reading this.

Is this the secret lore of Diabolizer???

I made 3 posts and then spent all 15,000 coral I had to my name on this washing machine.

IT WAS COMPLETELY WORTH IT

Ever just want to be forced in the truck of a car?

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Marjorie Taylor Greene is such a cunt-bag.

What's the difference between me and a mosquito?

When you smack me I don't stop sucking! 🍌😜