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#14
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Rem
draws the naughty bits
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Dear Life,
Congratulations, you did it. You won. You beat me. Take your victory lap, soak up in my misery, because you finally did it, you defeated me. After all these years, after all the shit that you've thrown at me, time and time and time again, giving me a little something, a little hope, a little progress, only to rip it away, this time, THIS TIME you finally got me. I am on my knees; hell I'm flat on my back, broken and bleeding from punch after punch. And I have nothing left. Nothing in me. God, years - ten years you took from me, and I was able to come back again and again, but this time, it's all gone. My strength is sapped. I'm tired. I'm so very goddamn fucking tired. Is that what you want to hear? You want me to finally admit that I'm fucked and at the end of my rope and it's over? Is that what you're waiting for? Well here I am. I'm admitting it. I'll climb on the fucking roof and scream it out loud, YOU WON. You fucking won you son of a bitch. Now will you please please please please please stop fucking with me.
No? Didn't think so.
Well fuck you, then. I take it back. I'm stronger than that, and I'm stronger than this, and I'm stronger than you. Here, this second, I just gave up. Right here, this second - I admit failure, I admit defeat. You got me.
There. Now it's gone. And now I'm gonna come back even stronger and harder. Fuck you, man. Just you wait.
See you tomorrow.
Me
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Posted 08-12-2010, 05:35 AM
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