The longer I stay in town, the more I think I should have taken the money and ran when I had the chance. I honestly dont know what I'm doing here anymore. I just wish it didnt increasingly seem that the only way out of my problems involved a gun, a mouth, and about 15 minutes undisturbed. *sigh* I have no intent on doing anything stupid, but it doesnt change the fact that wherever I go, there I am, and all that really changes in my life is my location.
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Thanks