When my parents divorced and I got stuck, I couldn't get out of the house to go surfing on the internet. On the day when my father abandoned my computer, who didn't think of me well, I decided to return to society without being able to keep it. Not because my father got angry, but because I ran into a pink projectile when I went to the dumpster to pick up my computer. That ugly projectile tempted me from the gap in my wife's open chest.
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