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Granted, and you become so famous that you forget where you came from and all those who stuck by you through the tough times. You have all the riches but you die alone and no one attends your funeral. After much discussion the authorities decide to sell your body parts to science, and without a memorial to mark your passing the interest in your work fades leaving the entire library of your work collecting dust in the 75% off bin at Barnes and Noble.
(too harsh? I hope so...)
I wish I had more ambition.
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Your blatant disregard and lack of respect for the members here pisses me off. You think that just because Sanctus likes you for some reason(?) , that you can act like a bastard and get absolutely no comeuppance? Fuck you dickwad!
-Never mistake my tolerance for fucking approval.... never.
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