THE SEPTIC TANK

So who would've ever thought that the town I've grown up in and loved my whole life would end up being the one place that I absolutely cannot stand to be in anymore. I must say that it's a weird twist, and one that I really don't like. I mean, there are things that I haven't liked about this place for the last while, but now I really don't like any of it. I want out; I need out. This place is sitting on - I'll put it nicer than I did earlier - a really really big septic tank that's about to burst and cause this whole place to collapse inward and get sucked down into the s***. And there's no use denying it because it's so gonna happen. Maybe not in the next few months, maybe not next year, but inevitably this place is going to implode. Might as well just shut the whole thing down now and save a whole bunch of trouble later in having to explain why the whole place (or huge hole) smells the way it does! And trust me, this isn't going to be as easy as replacing those rusty pipes under the roads! AHHH I most sincerely dislike it here. But how many people do you think I can convince to leave with me? I feel like I need to rescue everybody from this place now. Most of them just don't realize how bad it's going to get.