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Crazy rant ahead!
I need my life to be boring. Nice and mundane. Quiet, stable, peaceful. It use to be. When I lived in Tennessee it was just that and I loved it. Seven blissful years.
Now I live here in a suburb of St Louis.
I don't need to watch a guy kill himself in front of my place by crashing his car into a tree. I don't need helicopters and police all over my neighbor looking for a pink haired Thelma and Louise nutcase that stole two trucks and crashed them then ran on foot and I don't need my mom calling me screaming someone got ran over in front of my street and they are stuck right in front row watching it all while trying to bring me something good to eat. All this happened since I moved here and those are just a couple of examples. The latest tonight being a guy ran over by two women who didn't see him. Sis driving up and seeing him just laying there unconscious. Mom screaming like a banshee.
What is it about this place?!?
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