div align="left"Was there any reason for all of this? Probably not. But as I once again find myself eating alone at the school canteen, I'm forced to conclude that my life sucks. Now you might not care about my life at all. But then again, you have your own business, whether it's attending important meetings, hunting that elusive trophy in your newest game and so on. But if there's a chance, even just a little, of turning my life around, then it's pertinent that you will listen. Especially you listening to nothing but Bieber and Timberlake hits all day./div
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div align="left"My life started like just about every other averega guy out there: Happy home, attentive parents, toys to play with. Unfortunately, such idyllic life didn't last long. It turns out that my family has a secret. Like, a really big one, not meant to ever see the daylight. And yet, somebody spilled the beans anyway. It turns out my family on the mother's side used to be smugglers. And I don't mean the bootlegging alcohol kind either. Turns out her family used to be profilic smugglers of human beings in Africa, providing the desperate the promise of a new life in return of a payment./div
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div align="left"Ok, maybe that wasn't that big of a secret to begin with. But someone found out about it regardless and now practically everyone shuns me because of this filthy connection. I just wish for a normal life, unburdened by anything. Do I truly have to endure everything, including thrown chalks and cigarette butts, because of 'sins' I've had no knowledge of?/div
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div align="left"No, I refuse to let this discourage me. I will have to concoct a plan to get back at everyone. It will require a delicate touch. Maybe a video I can show at this year's graduation? But that will have to wait for now I suppose. I really need to concentrate.../div
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div align="left"At least I still have CS:GO and other games where I can mingle with 'friends'. Yes I said 'friends' in quotes because I've haven't actually met them yet face to face. And I dunno if even want to considering the likely distances involved. Guess I'll have to ask them for their pictures one of these days. Once I've earned enough trust that is. And speaking of CS:GO, even though VAC's supposed to be good for catching cheaters, I still find myself losing to this one spinbotter every time he's present. Yes, I've reported the user many times and yet, they're still around, waiting for their next prey to strike./div
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div align="left"This is quickly becoming unbearable... Yes, I hate Trump and no, I don't think he's ever raped somebody either. But all that I want is a chance to be with someone, even just a little. Will that raven haired do? Or that gibberish-spewing idiot confined to a wheelchair (no offence...)? If there's a silver lining, it's that my mom's history with smugglers might possibly be a false assumption. And even if it does turn out to be true, I just need to convince everyone of the fact that she has permanently left that 'lifestyle' behind and started a new life from scratch. If only there's a convenient starting point for the research. But for now, back to CS:GO. Can't keep X-SlayerGoblin waiting forever./div