Day 0221: Take. That.
Some of you bitches and bastards thought I wouldn't make it through, and would seriously hope I wouldn't make it through. You said 'good luck', but I know. In your mind, 'Fail. Fail. Fail.'
But, I'm sorry to trample on your thoughts.
For all of you dumbasses who underestimated me...
For all of you idiots who thought I'm some sort of idiot...
I'll be singing in the bloody SYF.
Take that, cretins.
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