I'm torn, battered, and bruised, but guess what. I won't quit. Quitting's for fucktards who can't handle shit thrown their way. Well, I'll just say this. I can be beaten to the bone, but as long as I have breath to breathe, I'll feel you circulating through me. There may or may not be a path for me to tread, but I will make the journey. No matter
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