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Ever get that feeling of being totaly insignificant, the feeling that you dread the world, the feeling that you dread everything you hold dear? I dread the future, I dread money, I dream my friends, I dread life. This bleak existance of waking up, working, and going to sleep just so we can do it the next day. The feeling of a monster constantly on your back in the form of a giant bill from good ol mr verizon that lives right on the corner down the street from you. The friends that will mock your complaning and who you are, and even worst is yourself who destroys the bonds of fellowship forged during bliss.