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Fuck security and locking down this LJ due to crazy people talking about people in space, I cant take this and I have no other way to get this out and its going to make me glitch if I do not. I managed to see the video that everyone was talking about. It was Caren who took that job... not just any Caren, but Caren Jacobs, CJ, Citty Jack! I know... we haven't been together in years, but still... It was CJ.
I just got back from her ceremony. They said very "nice" things, things that didn't mean anywhere near who she actually was. CJ was caring, but also passionate. She loved her job and it was because of me that she is dead. DEAD! not just any dead, but torn apart by mutilated disgusting, perverted deformds dead. If I hadn't argued for that budget, if I hadn't encouraged Bob to follow his passion, seek promotion, stray from Culture Shock with the ESPN findings, if I hadn't pushed CJ away so she would join Project Espen... if...if.... FUCK she'd be alive today.
She
would
still
be
alive
And now she is not. If Greene didn't.... no that bitch would always do something gitching ridiculous, and now its gotten someone killed. Someone who didn't even deserved to be fired, but instead took an Antarctic hazard pay position with little choice for anything else. She hates hazard areas! Even for the pay, she loved her job, but loved her life... loved life! The spark in her eye's reflecting off of the orange and reds in the setting sun. The way she would hum along to the Ceaser when she was processing data. Now... won't exist.
Fuck this
Fuck life
Fuck this excuse we call a world
Exit Program
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Fuck security and locking down this LJ due to crazy people talking about people in space, I cant take this and I have no other way to get this out and its going to make me glitch if I do not. I managed to see the video that everyone was talking about. It was Caren who took that job... not just any Caren, but Caren Jacobs, CJ, Citty Jack! I know... we haven't been together in years, but still... It was CJ.
I just got back from her ceremony. They said very "nice" things, things that didn't mean anywhere near who she actually was. CJ was caring, but also passionate. She loved her job and it was because of me that she is dead. DEAD! not just any dead, but torn apart by mutilated disgusting, perverted deformds dead. If I hadn't argued for that budget, if I hadn't encouraged Bob to follow his passion, seek promotion, stray from Culture Shock with the ESPN findings, if I hadn't pushed CJ away so she would join Project Espen... if...if.... FUCK she'd be alive today.
She
would
still
be
alive
And now she is not. If Greene didn't.... no that bitch would always do something gitching ridiculous, and now its gotten someone killed. Someone who didn't even deserved to be fired, but instead took an Antarctic hazard pay position with little choice for anything else. She hates hazard areas! Even for the pay, she loved her job, but loved her life... loved life! The spark in her eye's reflecting off of the orange and reds in the setting sun. The way she would hum along to the Ceaser when she was processing data. Now... won't exist.
Fuck this
Fuck life
Fuck this excuse we call a world
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