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...the fuck? predestined? no one's predestined for shit. there's no god. he's some crutch we lean on when we want things or money or love. there are no answers. you're born and you live and you die. and on the way you get fucked. some people are lucky and don't get fucked as often as the rest of us. some people are lucky and don't have an asshole father and a psychotic bitch of a mother and a brother who taught them how to be a sick queen who likes sucking dick because after that happens the fix comes. like some kind of trained queer pavlovian response. some people are unlucky enough to not understand the power in the sound of electricity humming through wires hard enough to make a guitar squeal in pain. i know what the guitar feels like. that sure as fuck wasn't predestined.