The fear that permeated every fiber of my being was relentless, it was cruel, and it was my best hope for getting through this.
Of course, there were only three kinds of battle to begin with: fucked up, seriously fucked up, and fucked up beyond all recognition
There is what we desire to do, and what we are able to do. When those two things don’t coincide, which path should we pursue to find happiness?
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