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My iPod is missing…. it’s like a part of me is gone. It’s my life, and I can’t find it. I know exactly where it was, but it is no longer there… =’(

Parents, (the ones who ACTUALLY love their children) do you know the feeling when think you’ve lost your child in the grocery store?

Pedophiles, you know the feeling when that hot, very young, piece of ass slips from your grasp?

Musicians, you know the feeling when you think you’ve got the right song, but your manager tells you no one wants to hear about your drug abuse and shitty marriage anymore?

Welcome to my heartache…