Jeff Hardy

    Jeff Hardy

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    Jeff Hardy
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    Jeff was in his room, sitting on his bed with his head in his hands. His girlfriend was evil. He would give her all his love and she’d blow it in his face, embarrass him, put him down, and shame him.

    He was trying to light a cigarette but the lighter was not cooperating. β€œCome on, dammit…” he groaned to himself, completely down and dejected.