Worth Reading. .XVII.

by Micah Mullins - 10/26/11 4:55 AM

Be prepared to say WTF.. To start this whole thing off as the result of 17, I found god in my life.. and I have a slight feeling I'm meant to write this out for someone out there to be influenced by and solve their own challenges of life. My reasoning is because there's a 189 comments before mine..
Anyways! To kick this insanity off, My name is Micah Mullins-Gabel. Name is 17 letters. I am the product of an affair, baby of the family and the mut as well. My life has been like a movie. I was born 06/17/1993 in Lincoln, NE. I was not the most normal kid.. I was what most would call completely creepy/psycho/insane/demonic. I wasnt anti-social creeper status or somthin but I was an outkast. Simple as that. Growing up, my mother wasn't home too much, it's not like I never saw her but her influence to my early childhood was minimal. She handled 3 jobs while my siblings who are all 10 yrs older than me raised me. To that I now see my brother who is only 28 as a father in a sense. I don't literally think "oh, dad!" but ya feel meh.. I'd like to apologize now if this paragraphs jumps topics a lot, it's because I get reminded of other instances in my life and I've never tried to sit and write this out in a chronological order. It's crazy because it's like I've been picking up pieces of wood and nails along the path of my life and have finally been able to build the door and open it.
OK! So! I grew up in poverty. Obviously, a single mother having 4 kids wouldnt have much to her name. But I didn't understand why I was going to a school that cost money on the middle class side of town. Turns out my bio father promised my mother that he'd leave his kids n wife for her so she planned to raise me in a catholic school so I would grow up to believe the same he does. So I attended catholic school for 6 yrs that left a permanent neg impression of catholicism. I wanted nothing to do with it. I realized while I was there the creator wouldn't have us follow such strict lines. Like if I cuss, I'm goin to hell..really? So since I was in 6th grade I never believed in a god of anysort but I believed in spirits since I've had proof of that bein real. I don't understand why but spirits make themselves known to me often throughout my life. When I was 8 I heard whispers that I thought were my mother and her new boyfriend who would soon be my step father, so I kept yelling at them to be quite..they just got louder. Then my mother came in the room n when I saw her they stopped.. Since then I knew there was somthin weird in life. Around the time my brother was talking about having dreams of a family staring at him while he sleept or some weird stuff. Since then I've believed in spirits. Anyways, while going to that school Blessed Sacrament which is on 17th st if I might add, I was outcasted by the other kids and considered a lame. Why? who knows. I was fat. I weighed about 250 by 8th grade. I had a sweating issue. I was into different music and shows. Jus different. But I was also raised by teens so it may have had some influence. This created more hate within my devil, and I say devil and not demon because I swear If I'm not el diablo I was once his right hand man.Reasoning: When I was younger I was 13 I had 3 dreams of killing people. Not like bang! gun, gone. Like in one I used a shovel to decapitate and anoter I chased a guy down. I don't understand why but I had a deep interest in death, violence and now that I'm more mature I realize I was just into negativity. I loved Insane Clown Posse(Fav. music group till I was 17, then I got into a different type of hiphop and they were replaced. but they rap about 17. 17 dead bodies 17 this 17 that), Three 6 Mafia and Tech N9ne. If you by any chance know any of those artist, they are thuggin killas. long story short. So I was a pretty negative kid growing up and I don't get what possessed me to be like that to this day. So now that you have somewhat of an idea of why my background was like, the seed was planted in my head when life's coincidences were getting to coincidental. It started in 6th grade when I met a kid that would help change my life and became like a brother to me, Tanner Fox. Odd name right? Tanner Wolfgang Fox. His first names an adjective, his middle reminds me of twilight and his last is an animal. This kid was suspended from the public schools in the area so he had no choice but to go to catholic school since his mother was a chef for the convent. He was also outcasted. Oddly we had similarities but were complete opposites. Hes skinny, got ADHD and steals the spotlight making everyone laugh. Now being older I think the other kids were jelous because he was new and everyone thought he was cool but he was poor too, which made us become great friends. We became friends because one of my 'friends' wouldnt let me walk a block to their house to use their phone for some made up reason so I asked Tanner, a kid I met that day and he said sure. So on our walk to his place he was tellin me how his dad left him and his mom as well and before we knew it we were bestfriends. Into the same music, color, lifestyle. We were homies. Coincidentally about a month after we meet, my mother gets colon cancer in result I needed a place to stay for a couple weeks since I had no way to school on the other side of town. This was the creation of our brotherhood together. Then a year later on March 17th my mother gets in a life threatening car accident. While waiting to turn left out in the country a truck going 60mph was heading towarding her due to a seizure. The truck had completely ramped over her minivan and went into the ditch. The engine of the van went through the dash and would have killed my mother if it wasnt due to her obesity. The Dr. said that if it were for her belly fat that it would have crushed her abdomen and that she was lucky to live. Her left hip completely broke off and in her right leg her knee cap and foot was completely shattered. This was when my life started tumbling downhill.. I was 13. Ok, so previously a couple months before I had my first real girlfriend which was a major accomplishment being as obese as I was. She had major depression and constantly contemplated suicide but I was always there to try to help relax her. So that was pretty stressful on me, then my mother almost die. Ready for the cherry ontop of my sundae life gave me..My brother goes to jail for a yr and a half. SO! I was 12 yrs old. My mother is hospitalized, my brother locked up, one sister lives in portland, oregon and my other sister has 3 kids and at the time they were 1,2,3. So how was life goin to work? Thankfully, my mom met a goldmine a yr before so he was able to pay for the trailer n all while everything was on hold. So I went back to Tanners, this time I lived there for a couple months. Life got hard.. not going to go into a bunch of useless bs that happened but trust. My 13th yr was a bitch. Till I met a girl who changed my world. My first love. It's movie like. She lived literally a block away from me my whole life and i never knew her till I was 13. She blew my mind away, pretty, and shes shy like I am. It was just meant to happen. She soon became my bestfriend at that point in time and also became the first person to know about my insanity of this number appearing in my life. My social, name, fav music group, address of my school, my address! 257 dawes. 2x5 is 10+7 is.. it slowly ate at me. She claimed to have had the same weird thing with 13. Idk if she ever told the truth about it or if it was to help me not feel like I was completely insane. Alright, so my life with her was priceless. Mental images stored for eternity. But nothing will ever last forever.. I had to move to Montana when I was 14 because my step father worked for the US army as a contractor of somesort so we ended up movin a couple times. I dreaded the move more than anything. I felt like god just spit on me after giving me desert. I went from having friends constantly surrounding me and non stop attention n action with em to no one at all. Since I grew up with them in a sense I never understood how to make new friends when you don't know anyone. So I went the first 7 months in montana friendless. I knew one kid who was just as lame as I was. Wow, I can't believe I left this out. I've been doin graffiti since I was 10. Started on accident til someone told me I was doin graffiti so i looked it up more and that resulted in my deep passion for graff. But anyways. I moved to Montana, one of the smallest states. To a town called Missoula, of 70k people which is 3x smaller than where I did live. So I thought wtf, white town montana, bunch of hicks n stuff. Whats the coincidences tho, graffiti was one of the biggest things there. Some guy had built a wall to guard his property from a public running path and turned it into a public art wall. So while at school I met that lame kid, who's actually chill now were older, and tagged his notebook. So he was braggin n showin it off then this kid asked me if I did it and I told him ya. So he started tellin me about how he did graff n all so I thought hell yea, a friend who does graff to, which was unusual cause all my peeps suck at drawing. This kid ended up bein just a front. He'd be a friend at school but never actually try to kick it. So it pissed me off and made me jealous he was better than me and didn't want to be friends. From this I drew constantly during the months of having no friends. towards the end of the school year we became somewhat closer friends from seein each other down at "the wall". (Random:my graffiti name is 117% original. It is IRIZE. In graff, finding a name never used is hard as hell. It's like naming your kid somthing no one else is named. So while in MT the 17's were everywhere and I wondered if 17 was a message of somesort, like maybe I should put it in my graff name or somthin. So I did. It's IRIZE.XVII) Next yr he had cancer and he wanted me to especially be there for some reason. That's another thing I really don't understand. We hadn't talked or kicked it in a while and I wasn't apart of the graff crew yet. But he had his friend come get me and from there I became one of them after that crazyness of cancer and also it guided me into change.It's like i went from angry when I was younger, to depressed, to seeing the light at the end of the tunnel. So when I gained acceptance life helped me change. They introduced new music, art, ideas, and ontop of it I kept the shaved head look. I used to have my bangs down to my nose. It's really weird now I think about it. I was like a gothic gangster when I was younger.I hate to use labels because it sounds so, common but if someone didn't know me thats what I'd come off to be. But it was a random event of coincidences. Ontop of it, this kid I envied so dam much lived literally right down the street from me. It's like I was meant to be there. Ok! SO, lotta reading. Sorry, it's worth it promise. Alright so since I was young I've had a gift thrown to me(art), had weird spirit incidences, and a movie like storyline to my life. So I knew somthing was important about my life and this really settled it. When I was 14, after my freshman yr of highschool I visited NE. The day I got back we(tanner and I) were walking across this drainage ditch but it looks like a river and we were sucked into a current. Normally its safe to walk through it but I guess a day or 2 before there was a tornado watch so it was flooded. ontop of it there was broken down trees layin it in. So were walkin across then tanner was messin with me sayin ohh im slippin so i held onto his shirt. Before I knew it he flew outta my hands and went over this thing. Then Before I knew it, my chest hit this concrete slab, i went down a lil..rapid thing or whatever there called and face first into a tree, knocked unconcious and came back underwater. I looked up n all i saw was wavy trees, with a wavy sun and wavy friends running across the bridge near by. Then by miracle Tanner was there to grab me and pull me to the side. I survived right after. No lie, exact thought. "Well, I would be the kid that grew up here his whole life comes back to visit one day and dies in the river." lol So since then I had a feeling I may have been meant to be on this planet. I attracted depressed people a lot and could easily relate with them based on my own experiences and have saved many lives, well hopefully they werent just sayin it for attention or somthin but have definitely helped. I had inspired kids to be like me, sadly. I just could tell something was unique about my experiences in life. Then on the summer when i was 15 goin on 16 a yr after another movie moment happened! Tanner and I are inseperable so hes always in most of my stories. Ok so, 2nd death escape. In the country swimmin at a lake, actually took a pic on my phone cuz of how perfect the photo was set up. the sun peakin over the horizon with the trees guarding it slightly and in the lake all i could see was 2 heads kissin (tanner n his woman) But ironically we were 100% sober and on our drive back into town we were on a dirt road that continually was up n down. Tanner bein him was on his knees on the seat playin the air guitar to "born to be wild" lol. Then a woman on the right side of the road so April the driver went to the left a little. coincidentally we did that at the end up this up and down road where it goes to a straight down. So we caught air, fishtailed and went straight into the ditch. I thought it was going to be a slam and thats it. I guess the hill was so steep we rolled, 6 times. None of were wearing seat belts and tanners woman wasnt even in a seat she was kneeling behing the driver entertaining the kid in the baby seat. The screams were so loud they could hear us half a mile away and I guess the son of the farmer didn't want to come out because accidents normally happen there and over half the time they die. Shockingly, none of died. Not only that! I came out like superman. The only thing wrong with me was that my left shoulder hurt but I could move it in a circle so I knew it wasn't broke and I was good. Everyone except me n the kid went to the hospital. It was intense tho because once we hit and I went unconcious, I felt good. I felt all the stress leave, I felt like I was layin in a cloud of pillows, tight. Almost like my spirtit left my body for a sec. Then the first thing I see opening my eyes was tanner literally sitting on my ass while im upside down with my head smashed to the side then I fell once he got off. He doesnt remember anything until the hospital which would explain why he was using me as a chair to grab the kid out of the babyseat :P Then to add the movie moment! I was with tanner in his room while the tests were comin back and the girl he hooked up with that day came in the room in her patient gown and gave him a folded napkin with her number on the inside. OK! So I've escaped death, and everytime somthings been there for me. 8th grade had manengitus and the dr said we caught it before it became fatal. depression, honestly ive been close to killin myself numerous times when i was younger, why? I felt it was right to do. It was a weird time in my life. The river, the car accident. I knew for sure by then I am meant to be on this planet for a reason. So when I was 16 I moved down to Arizona. My killer instincts started coming out strong for some reason. like the day dreams. I never told anyone about the stuff I thought like that cuz I knew it wasn't mentally right and I didn't want anything to happen. Jus rather live my life sorta thing rather then possibly be submitted to a hospital and so on. So I realized keeping my main thang MaryJane close to me kept the thoughts away. From there I became a dealer and a massive pothead. Went to school high, came home got high. I even rolled a joint in class n gave it to a teacher as a return for a favor she done for me! it was tight no lie :D But! this was a major change in my life mentally. When I smoke, I become extremely philosophical in a sense and start pondering everything in life which got me to think more about why 17 has followed me and what not. Oh quick add. I realized I wasnt insane about the 17 thing when I saw the movie the number 23. Coincidentally I only rented it because I just moved to montana, had nothin to interesting and figured why not rent the movie with my brother fav actor. I personally like comedies so I wasnt too excited since the cover looks like some sort of horror. but when i saw it i realized if someone thought of this story line, I'm not alone. it's happened to someone else! Anyways, the bud made me consider everything in life and completely change me. I've became more observant of a person and have been able to actually read people. I think living in 5 different states and meeting hundreds of random people may help to that. But it really helped certain key factors in me click. Like patience. It gave me patience and killed my anger which is what I needed at the time. I think I may have an over active adrenal gland or somthing cuz I would get so angry I'd wake up in the middle of the night pissed off, smoke, pass out, wake back up n do it again, nightly. No exageration. It was no fun. As time went on my smoking became heavier and permanently changed my mind frame thankfully. Sadly I dont need my main woman in life, MaryJane like I used to and have a feeling its time to ditch her. SO! 17's we no where to be found in AZ oddly, here and there not much tho. Then I moved to Portland, OR after a yr of AZ to help my sis take care of her kid. but to my mom it was to help her not have to deal with me as much. no lie, exact words. When I got there 17s were everywhere! On Dec.17th I did shrooms for my first time. I was with some good friends n it was all our first time. The girls apt was haunted. Seriously, her keyboard would smash down randomly, I thought she was tryin to mess with us or somthing. The day after we did shrooms we were talkin about it and her door knob turned and opened..no one was home except us.Anyways, that was the day I think I let the creator take more control of me. I started realizing the type of person I was after that. It was a life changing moment when I did them. I could literally see energy! Mine was slightly blurry looking, clear, bout a half inch off my body, it had a wave to it tho. its not like it just stayed like that. it was amazing. i saw my sisters third eye and even meditated with her crystal she used to meditate with and focused all my negative energy on it. no lie it turned black in my hand and glimmered green up the cracks of it. Anyways, that was just a day of realization that if I left MaryJane and everything else my life would become better but I ignored that genius idead and kept chiefing like a chimney. I lived on 173rd st. My apt was 1403. My license plate was ALD1304. Its weird cause I met this dude name Aldo from mexico who was the main reason I met a lot of people and spread the word of the Illuminati. Ok So before I was 17 I always wondered what my 17th yr was going to be like. I knew it was going to be special and I realized I did what I was suppose to. I started letting people know what the illuminati is and how its everywhere but were blind cuz we grew up seeing it. Dam! I feel like I need to say so much but I don't want to type it out. Anyways life got pretty good going to oregon. Great bud, got my first job, first independence in a sense and I loved it. But it's cause I tried. I changed me, worked out regularly, went out on a limb to try n meet others. Really popped my own bubble to make it bigger. After living in portland for a little under a year I moved back to Lincoln, NE to finish out highschool. Oh my yr book ended up bein vol.17 from oregon. OK! so this is when the story gets even crazy-er if it doesnt sound made up or somthin already. Alright, met a nigerian girl, asked her what she enjoyed doing for fun and what her life was like. she told me how she was super religious n what not and i explained to her my past experiences with the church and how i feel like as long as your a good person morally you shouldnt have to worry bout anything. She told me she knew I'd come to the church someday and that she'd be praying for me. 2nd sign. My girlfriend, which was my first love. We were together for a yr n 9 mo, broke up didnt talk for 2 yrs then once i moved back we tried it again. anyways she got a bible randomly for her birthday coincidentally about a month after that girl talked to me. Then she got really into reading it and told me how I should start following it and read it with her. I just thought wtf this isn't you. So we left it to one of those things like politics, dont talk about it cuz its stupid n just starts a pointless argument.. So I didn't realize at the time, but I ignored messanger 1 and 2. 3rd messanger. My siblings father. Who never cared one bit about me my entire life. seriously he'd come pick them up when they were like 15 to go do stuff n leave me home. But I hadn't seen him in years since he lived in MO so I figured hey! you havent seen me since I was maybe 10, I'll introduce you to the adult Micah and smoke with ya. He didn't want to. He told me he was only in town to visit my siblings cousin cuz he had tried to kill himself coming down off of coke and crack by driving his truck head on into a semi. how he lived I still don't know. Saddest part, our cousin still hasnt learned. and thats not the first time he's done that stuff. Anwayss so their dad told me how god woke him up in the middle of the night took him to a different dimension and let him in on this omnious knowlegde of somesort. At the time I was thinkin to myself ok, acid, lsd like that can get trapped in your spine I've heard and be rereleased sometimes and maybe its their from heavy use when being younger and since he's older his brain couldn't handle it when it got re released there for he's on a permanent hi expalining why he wouldnt need to smoke weed or cigs ever again. But honestly, who knows what happened. Thing is, he was the 3rd messanger. He wouldn't let the convo die for 2 hrs and was like Micah, I believe god may have sent me here tonight just to speak to you. When he said that I was like alright. We're done here! lol So I ignored the third sign. My girlfriend left me one week after I took her to prom in a different town. My hundreds of dollars stereo system kept breakin, phone broke. life went to hell for a min. I got big into seling and started having enough to mix n smoke it. So I went on a cruise to South America for a week and sweated my ass off. Even tho I've lost all my weight I still sweat like a beast. It's like my body has an amazing filter, at least that's how I like to see it. But I smoked some afghan gooey and og skywalker mixed out of a 4 ft bong. It was chill, everything good. Then Tanner and his mom were talkin about the possibility of zombies and what youd do sorta thing. Then all the sudden its like i had a dream while being awake! I literally had a vision! N when I came out of it, no one noticed what happened to me. I was absolutely shocked! But in my vision I was in the trailer court next to mine with some people. In my vision I was just staring down at the ground. I could tell it was gettin to be summer or was summer, it was warm n humid. Also i didnt feel healthy. I felt like if I had drank for a week straight and I was sobering up or somthing. I felt mentally out of it. Then I saw someones arm come up to me and nudge me and I think it was my younger brother, not blood related but just another trailer kid I've known since I was 7. But I think he was trying to play fight or somthin and hes the only person I know who wears yellow shirts a lot and I saw just a yellow sleave. But anyways. I remember thinking to myself wtf is going on with you Micah? Why arent you responding to them? Move your arms do somthing, then I tried to. and nothing happened. I couldnt move my body. Then out of no where I went numb, I could feel the momentum of my arms swinging randomly, my vision went out like if I got up to fast from sittin down. but my whole vision went out. and my hearing just sounded like a loud ring. Then I came back for half a sec. My vision had a pinkish red film infront of it. I had no idea what was happening. I looked at my knuckles and they had blood on them and I just heard a woman screaming my name..then..I died. I know it was death. I am certain of it. It's such a pure absolute feeling. It's just I think I may have gone to hell. Because life is what you make it. you think hell is a goated creature with firey whips and chains thats what it is. But honestly, the energy I possess can be much more evil than that. My hell is being alone. That's what I was. It's like I closed my eyes and stayed there forever. But I had no body. I tried moving my arms but I could just feel my energy pushing where I was tryin to move. It's such a crazy feeling. But I had no idea what to think of this at all! I couldn't talk about it for a week after it happen because it scared me so bad. Plus when I was younger I treated my younger brother like crap, Idk why I just did. As i got older i realized how much of a jerk I was when I was younger and made it my life continuous goal to help him before most. This kid doesnt like anyone except me. He's the bomb and everyone loves him tho. He'd even steal other peoples bud for me and he didnt smoke. Anyways, I recently moved to LA for art college. On the drive here I thought about 17. I've researched the numerology before on it but I've thought who could really put meaning to a number? its just a number. Part of my saying this tho is cause a lot of the sites say its god tryin to reach you or some sort of heavens decent. Since I never believed in god I ignored this. Till my drive here. I thought about the 17 thing and i was like ok, if this is god. show me a sign. Turns out the entire time of thinking this i was gazing off at the license plate infront of me starin at the 17 in it. I was like what. Ok if this isnt a coincidence show me another..shortly maybe 3 or 4 minutes went by that car moved and the car it was passing had 17 repeated on it. I didn't know what to think. I honestly started to tear up a little. Once I got down to LA I met a kid here and we got on the topic of spirits and I told him how I've got a ouija board and how I've seen a couple and then one thing led to another I was explaining this to him. Then that's when I opened my door that took me my entire life to build.. I think god may have shown me that vision to let me know I have a year to change or else that's how it may end. The sad part about my story is everyday it evolves slowly so I have to play guessing games till I know for sure. So I've thought about this. This may be an incident meant to happen. I think I came down with rabies of some sort while I was on the cruise. I researched it, rabies can stay dormant for up to a year and you can get it being in caves with rabied bats for a while. Unluckly on the cruise I went crawling and climbin thru an ancient mayan cave out in the middle of the jungle n no where belize. what are the chances those bats dont have rabies n when one bat gets rabies the rest do since they stay huddled together in packs and it can actually travel through air. So! I'm facing either being the proof the creator is real or possibly if I can let go of MaryJane, throught the butterfly effect my life wont end like that. Today I went to the Dr to get a rabies test but he doubted the possibility so much he said he wouldnt do the test since it's a small chance. I wasnt about to just tell him everything I wrote so I just smiled and agreed. I just don't know what think. Change topic. I was supposed to be a girl til I was born they they realized that my junk was hidden behind the bone or somthin in the sonagram. So I was nameless for a week. My mom couldn't think of a name she liked so she opened the bible and it landed on the book of Micah. She liked the sound of the name so here I am. But Micah was a prophet of the evil that was coming and how judgement was soon to come. I found myself doing this before I even read the book of Micah in the bible. There's a thing called the illuminati and it's real. I want to change it and if the creator allows me to live I will. That's another thing. The illuminati uses freemason symbols. Not everyone can be a freemason. I'm lucky enough to have a grandfather who was a dedicated one, and the freemason lodge was on 17th st as well in Nebraska. Anyways, these people are in control of the media if you're unfamiliar with them and have shown us whats going to happen before it does. They do it very subliminally. And I've realized the theme zombies and aliens are every where in the media recently this past year. next year is not the end of time. its the changing of the time. we're entering a new era and they want to make it the era of negativity(satan). Why do you think every song on the radio says live like its your last. Somthings bound to happen thats big in the future. I know this life time is like none other. But back to why I brought this up. I don't know if it's the rabies. or I may be some sort of first zombie. not actual flesh eating. just an unconcious, constantly angry, fierce human. Anyways, through out this whole long ass thing I think I've came to realize 17 is the creator trying to reach people. Almost like a blessing in disguise.. from my moms car accident that happened on march 17. it gave us, my family the opportunity to do what we actually needed in life! oh yeah! we got our settlement money 5 yrs after when I was 17. Because of this, it allowed ALL of us to get a new vehicle, i now have a beautiful grand cherokee with a $800 sound system in it :D My moms 58 and has 22in rims :P BIG BALLA! My brother somehow can make any woman bow at his face with his pretty looks so my mom moved him out here to LA as well. He's now an actor and gets more work than most of the people I've talked to out here persuing that dream. Sadly it's just a job I'm doing. I'm out here on my dream of being a product creator so I can design shoes for nike since I lived a mile away from the nike headquarters in oregon and would love to move back also my sis has a friend who works for them so it might help get my foot in. my oldest sis who is bipolar, has epilepsy and TRPS(Look it up, its like 1 in a cagillion, fer real) now has her apartment after 2 yrs of being on a waiting list and my mom was able to get her furnature and everything to last her 10 yrs. my other sister lives in portland and is going to the AI for animation. thankfully my mother was able to pay off the rest of her college for her since shes on her last year. So it's really insane what 17 is. It can seem like it haunts you but welcome it and it'll welcome you. That's what I've done but you just have to take a grain of salt with everything. Even if life is hard, it may be for the better. Like if my mom never got in that accident my opportunities to become somthing in life would have never happened. in fact i would have never moved if there were no accident and moving is what helped me become me! So trust me on this, 17 is not a bad thing. I honestly see it as a sign to change. But I've wrapped my whole thought process around the number I've became 17 in a sense. When I see it I feel motivated. Cuz I know it's been there my whole life and I know it'll never leave me. It's the creator. P.S. Micah means one who is like god, muahahaha :] also 1=I and 7=Z. IRIZE! It says I. R. 17. crazy coincidences. Crazies part is there is so many other 17s in my life i forgot to add in this. If you need any sort of help or questions I'd love to try to help others because I've been lost my whole life. Hope you don't feel like you wasted your time!

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