Anger
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"People can't get rid of me yet."
So my ungrateful parents finally had enough of my bullshit and decided to move across the world to California cause somewhere in their mess up head thought it would be a good idea to pull my act together.
Well lets just say, there's never a chain to long to tie down my heated anger. Watch out Cali you got a new devil entering your gates.
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