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Introduction
wrote:Name
Trevor Schultz
Hometown
Chicago, Illinois
Age
Forty-One
Birthdate
March 25th, 1982
Height
6 feet 1 inches
Bodytype
Mesomorph, fit//////////////He said ❝ What? ❞ and she said,
❝ you know the funniest thing aboutdying?
. . . It's that you have tolive through it. ❞//////////////
wrote:Species
Human
Gender
Cismasculine
Sexuality
Heterosexual
Relationship
Single, Divorced
Profession
Police Officer
Residence
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The Horse's Mouth
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The only fucking people who buy self help books are fucking rich-listing douchebags because they never had to learn how to do anything. My mother had a million of the fucking things. What to Do When Your Child Doesn't Succeed, Dealing With the Troubled Child, Nature vs. Nurture: Where to Put the Blame. She bought that last one toward the end, after she'd given up on giving a damn and just wanted to absolve herself. You'd think I was Ted fucking Bundy with the way they carried on about my "screw ups." I had to sit through at least three - fucking three - goddamn "interventions" which was nothing more than an excuse for my mother to fucking cry in front of everyone so they could hang themselves on the discomfort that was literally materializing in the room like a goddamn poltergeist.
Look, I'm not copping to anything and nothing - fucking nothing - Alexis has to say is true. That bitch lied her way into that fucking family and I'm the one that gets into shit? They don't know what the fuck happened; all they know is what she fucking told them. I'm not fucking out of control; I'm just saying shit that they don't want to hear. If anything, I'm a goddamn hero for getting out of that family alive. Those dipshits go through the entirety of their goddamn days barely even talking to each other and certainly not about anything that fucking matters. The ups and downs of owning a Ferrari are not something anyone should fucking care about. You want a Ferrari? Either get one or don't, just, for the love of god, shut your fucking mouth.
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