Not for everyone else, it isn't. It's just you, and yes, everyone is out to get you because of the thing-you-never-mention which you did when you were drunk and twelve.
I am the eggman, they are the eggmen, I am the walrus, cuckoo k'choo!
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O to be wafted away
From this black aceldama of sorrow;
Where the dust of an earthy today
Is the earth of a dusty tomorrow!
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