Im your carrier and im your victim.  I always wonder... will you go away or i will just have to live the rest of my life with your weight over my shoulders ?(Or i should say hips ?) Why dont you get mad at me as i get mad at you ? Please ....i beg you to leave me. Ok, at least we could try to get along better dont you think so ? If only i knew i would be your last prey.

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