No beau. No love. No money. No house. No nothing. I think death is better than resolution.
What is the point?
One module into my program and faced with a psychotic and impaired lecturer like that, I know I am just gonna be distressed and perpetually turmoiled in a non-glamorous vocation like that.
What is the whole point really?
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