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Fib Tul
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Fib Tul
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Current price: $28.95


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Fib Tul
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Everybody will surely agree:
Birthdays are fun.
Hiking with friends in the forest is fun.
Being young, reckless, and stupid is fun.
Being curious is simply being human.
And being human is considered to be fun, right?
And since the day of your creation seems to always be something you want to relive, how about living it so many times you wish you were never born? Hi, I seriously wish I wasn't.
"I feel like I'm going crazy. Either that or I'm in hell."
I'm not a devout believer because no religion entices me like the bold effort it takes to be responsible for my own actions. Alas, I felt like I was in hell. Except, as a normal human being, I liked to exaggerate. After all, I'm not exactly to blame for not knowing I would turn up in a poor excuse of the fiery hole twenty-three deaths later.
Everybody will surely agree:
Birthdays are fun.
Hiking with friends in the forest is fun.
Being young, reckless, and stupid is fun.
Being curious is simply being human.
And being human is considered to be fun, right?
And since the day of your creation seems to always be something you want to relive, how about living it so many times you wish you were never born? Hi, I seriously wish I wasn't.
"I feel like I'm going crazy. Either that or I'm in hell."
I'm not a devout believer because no religion entices me like the bold effort it takes to be responsible for my own actions. Alas, I felt like I was in hell. Except, as a normal human being, I liked to exaggerate. After all, I'm not exactly to blame for not knowing I would turn up in a poor excuse of the fiery hole twenty-three deaths later.


















