"Husband?"

"No," corrects the brain. "Idiot."

"Cat."
"Soft," brain says.

"Husband?" I try again.

"Worthless," adds brain.

Smile.

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Mom left today.

Took pills; numbness. Done crying.
Clean clothes and apartment, she left me her amethyst and diamond ring.

'Cause all of the stars have faded away,
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When it comes to bein' lucky, he's cursed, but when it comes to lovin' me, he's worst.

Ironically, the name of that goddamned Sheryl Crow song is "The First Cut is the Deepest". HAHA. Yeah. 106 scars later, and here I am.

No one will ever love me because I'm deformed, eh? I love me. That's gotta count for something.

I JUST GOT PWNED!

UBER 1337 MARRIAGE!

Maybe this time around I'll wear a shirt that says "I3rid3".

You can dress me up in diamonds,
You can dress me up in dirt;
You can throw me like a line-man...
I like it better when it hurts.

I sat down and made the whole damn family.

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