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Wednesday, August 11, 2010
[Bits and pieces...] I don't really like to talk about my problems. I never understood why some people love talking about theirs. All you'd do is bring down the people around you, and nothing changes and you go back to your shitty situation. I think I need a new job. Getting a flat of your own - shouldn't that be a citizen's right? Especially one born and raised here, and who served the country for two years? How did it turn into a lottery? What the hell happened? We closed our eyes and things went to hell. ^^^ by Locksley @ 8:44 PM.
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