you live in squaller, your social circle is your team of shrinks, and a fourm full of people who do nothing but call you a child mudering whore with a dead junkie boyfriend, your life has always been horrible because your horrible, your not a victim of circumstance like you try to portray yourself, every shitty part of you comes back and constansly bites you in the ass, it might be because your self estamm was runined by your bogan family who would beat you, or the strangers that would molest you, but it's never going to get much better for you because it's hard wired in your tiny bogan slow talking mind to be the worst person on earth