During my time as a law student, I managed to write one fucking outline, and it happened to be for the most boring class--personal property security law. Afterward, I never actually read it, dropped out of school days later, and deleted it from my hard drive. 2.5 years later, I'm back taking the same class (obviously not attending [never attended the first time {this aside is to teach you about punctuation}]) and I fucking hate myself for deleting it.*
*That's a lie as I hate** myself already.
**Or do I love*** hating myself.
***Love is real. Real is love.****
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