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⠚⢻⣿⣧⡀⠀⣿⢿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⡆
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⠀⠀⠀⠀⢸⣿⡟⠒⠄⠙⣿⣿⣿⣷⣝
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⠀⠀⢰⣿⣿⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠉⠉⠛⠓⠉⠻⢿⣿⣷⣦⡀
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠉⠒⠬⠭⠿⠵⠄

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⠄⠄⣿⣿⣿⣿⠘⡿⢛⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣧⢻⣿⣿⠃⠸⣿⣿⣿⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄
⠄⠄⣿⣿⣿⣿⢀⠼⣛⣛⣭⢭⣟⣛⣛⣛⠿⠿⢆⡠⢿⣿⣿⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄
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⠄⠄⣰⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣷⠄⣱⣾⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⠄
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⠄⣸⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⡿⠣⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⠄
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-rep ♥♥♥♥♥♥ my girl, stole my identity, hacked my paypal, and keeps taking all of my mail. For the last nine months, he has made my life a living hell, and everywhere I go I see him. He shows up at the park, he shows up with my ex, he even moved into the house across the street with me and leaves his bedroom curtains open so I can see everything he does with her.. The only thing left I can think of doing is killing myself, because I can't take another minute of this. Every morning I try and go get the mail, he donkey punches me in the back of the head while my ex watches. He somehow got my number and keeps leaving me messages saying how he's going to do to my ex each night. But it's okay, because I got a huge bonus and purchased myself a 9mm handgun. And tonight's the big night. I have exactly 3 bullets in the chamber, and I'm not going to miss.