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That's too much. I found cool shorty shells: Aguila Mini Buckshot, 14-inch spread, over 12 pellets?! I federal force x2 double OT (?), 12 pellets. Pellets split in half! And over penetration! Good! That means more victims hit and then bleed out faster because they have TO! no (?) holes [smiley face]. 6.26.25. I woke up this morning with a small desire to live, it felt hopeful, yet sad. I immidiately remembered I am diying of cancer. Probably. I also remembered I live in the real world, full of war, hunger, injustice, and hatred. I am a part of that world, formed by it. I am rotting. My titties (?) have holes, much gums dickey (???). My nose is cold, my ears are stuffed, my eyes blury. My throat is closing, my lungs have fostering blobs. My joints are failing, my knees are week. I think I would like to rest. I am tired of all this shit.