Here's to the kid getting hurt, getting laced into or touched on and called names by their shitty parents while they wish that they could go back to school to get away from hell. Yeah, I was that kid and don't you dare assume for a second that I was alone. I had and have brothers and sisters in hell and they are legion right now.
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