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eleanor rigby

Posted by UkraineJane, 10.06.2009, 9:59

i remember long time ago a young successful banker in a drunk stupor blurred out "what is all this for?" i ask myself the same every day.

successful people who cheat on their wives and hug them at societal functions, they are masters of pretence. i am getting there. in the heaps of unhappy people, i am just a small speck. social acceptance disgusts me. leave me alone.

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