There is real life out there and anyone that thinks this shit matters are not worth a thought.
I know a chick that has issues concerning her child that none of you can comprehend. I have issues with two of mine yet neither of us come here and beg for condolences. I feel bad for her and I know she feels bad for me every day.
Life is a motherfucker and to think anything here matters shows you have not experienced life.
I spent the day cooking cabbage, potato, carrot, bacon and ham soup for the people that I love. We are all poor but we all pitched in to make sure we all get through.
Why am I here?
Because I care.
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