I really dislike my life. Wanna know why? It's okay, I'll tell you anyway.
The reason I dislike my life is because it is boring. I live in a tiny town, I don't have any cool talents, I'm poor, and magic isn't real.
I've never even had a near death experience to tell complete strangers.
And nobody gets it. None of my friends have any sort of dreams of leaving Hamilton. In fact, most of them WANT to live here after college. What kind of crap is that? Why would you WANT to live in a dumpy place like this? Our town doesn't even have the decency to have that cutesy, hasn't-changed-since-the-fifties vibe either. It's just a bunch of hick farmers up in here.
What's wrong with big cities? Absolutely nothing except for the pollution. I even enjoy the noise of big cities. Yet all my friends seem to think that the minute you step into a place like Chicago or New York City you're going to get mugged, kidnapped, raped, or all three. It's ridiculous and delusional.
If you ever have the urge to visit Hamilton, just don't. It isn't worth the drive.
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