This is a scheduled post planned to be published at 1418326787000 at 1418326787000
I started off as a tree. Then I was chopped down to be made into paper. Some of this paper has to be destroyed, it has too many details written upon it and in the wrong hands...
Doesn't it seem fair now to put a quicker end to this mess. Can't you just put me in a box and throw me in the Wood Chipper. Just let the paper fly and shed no tears. After all this will be the last you see of me.