I'll make a counter so I sit and watch how my last days of my 27th year of my life are flying away. I'm not glad I'm turning 28, but neither sad because this 27th year sucked. I can say it was the worst year of my life. I watched my dad dying and I still don't have a job. So if God loves me, He has a hell of a way to show me that.
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