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{~}I don't want to brag or anything, but at the end of a tough workday, I can shed my clothes faster than a stripper.
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{~}I am thoroughly convinced someone made seven extra accounts to watch me. Who are you, fucker?
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{~}So I moved again. This time the place is a lot more cleaner. Rent is a little higher, but I get what I pay for. The last place I lived in was moldy, dusty, and there was cat and dog hair all over the fucking place. But the dude was cool for letting me move in at $200 a month. The place I live in now is a lot warmer, so I'm not forced to wear mostly two layers of clothes every night with an electric blanket and a regular blanket. My bed is also bigger. I traded my old twin size for a full size. More space for stretching out and shit! Woo!
But I'm still single. That is neither a proud thing, or a sad thing. I have the potential to make someone happy, but I'm dumping all my time into working and getting stable again. If someone walks into my life and it happens, it happens. 
Little update about work: In about four to five months I will be heading off to management training to handle my own meat market in a grocery store within the company. Things are turning out.
I'm slowly letting go of the past. I have learned in the three years since I graduated that the shenanigans you pulled in high school don't mean dick in the real world. When you graduate and move on in life, the people you used to talk to don't to talk to you and vice versa. In my case, I made the mistake of harassing one of the popular womanfolk in high school because she turned me down. That stayed with me all through school until I transferred to a different school seven miles away. Some of you know this, some of you don't. I still think about this woman from time to time because I never got to know her, and she still never forgave me. I like to think she did, but that's beside the point. The point is, what I did to her and the shit I said to her don't matter to me anymore, and I'm sure the same goes for her. The things people said to me, the way they ridiculed me, it doesn't matter anymore. The majority of them are in debt because of college, some have kids, others are still parasites living in the same town. And me? Well, some times you just have to sit back and laugh.
Uhm..fucking..there was something else I wanted to mention and put out there. Oh, I'm sure I will remember again some time.
I  you.
~T
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{~}Read from the bottom up.
Did you guys know I'm a pervert? Because I didn't. A douche maybe, but I do that for fun.
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{~}To you seven who are now watching me, or the person who created the seven accounts to watch me, I love and cherish every single one of you. My platonic love, of course. I do not want any of you getting ideas. ;p
~TPX
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{~}Would anyone like to educate me on the going-ons around here?
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{~}Christ..I'm losing my mind.
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{~}As of..almost ten minutes from now, I won't have any Internet. At all. Except maybe for mobile, but that's even iffy. There's a good reason for it, I promise. I'll be back for raep, orgies, and pants time when the time is ready. Until then, I hate every single one of you.
I jokes. <3
~Nathan
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