Is your life so empty that you need to come to a forum where nobody likes you? You talk about the great things you do and how your life is awesome, but you keep coming back here.The self-isolation is getting to him. Even madder than normal that I'm bouncing around like Tigger in his otherwise empty head. Anyone living near his trailer park that could drop off a box of rusty old shit for him to play with? The kid needs help pretty quickly.
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