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Ok,
so i have a childhood friend who is a little. She moved away about 6 months ago to take care of some family stuff cross country. The other day, I made her a little's lullaby mixtape for her on my computer, not realizing i hadn't defragged my hard drive and cd burner in ages, and sent it to her via the mail. Fast foward to today, I get a call. She's in tears asking me if i'm gonna try and kill myself again. So I told her no, and asked her why she would even ask such a thing. Turns out, one of my death metal songs titled "Done with everything Die for nothing" from my suicide playlist ended up on the disk, and that song is reserved for when I want to die and she knows my pc can act up and wanted to make sure i was ok. I checked my computer, while still on the phone with her and it turns out the disk burner fused two disc images together: the lullaby mixtape and a corrupted version of my suicidal playlist. She was legit terrified. She had been deep in little space, when that song blasted on and scared her right out of little space. So I guess it's not my fault, but it's still pretty darn stupid of me not to check the disk before sending it. I've learned a valuble lesson when it comes to making cds for littles: CHECK THE DARN DISK!
so i have a childhood friend who is a little. She moved away about 6 months ago to take care of some family stuff cross country. The other day, I made her a little's lullaby mixtape for her on my computer, not realizing i hadn't defragged my hard drive and cd burner in ages, and sent it to her via the mail. Fast foward to today, I get a call. She's in tears asking me if i'm gonna try and kill myself again. So I told her no, and asked her why she would even ask such a thing. Turns out, one of my death metal songs titled "Done with everything Die for nothing" from my suicide playlist ended up on the disk, and that song is reserved for when I want to die and she knows my pc can act up and wanted to make sure i was ok. I checked my computer, while still on the phone with her and it turns out the disk burner fused two disc images together: the lullaby mixtape and a corrupted version of my suicidal playlist. She was legit terrified. She had been deep in little space, when that song blasted on and scared her right out of little space. So I guess it's not my fault, but it's still pretty darn stupid of me not to check the disk before sending it. I've learned a valuble lesson when it comes to making cds for littles: CHECK THE DARN DISK!