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Pain

I lose the air and the ability to breathe it. I clench my eyes and i bite down and i squeeze the tennis balls and every cell of my body feels as it is going to explode from the force of the pain. if there was a God, I would spit in his face for subjecting me to this. If there was a Devil, I would sell my soul to make it end.If there was something Higher that control our individual fates, I would take my fate and shove it up its *ucking ass. Shove it hard and far, you *other*ucker.Please end. Please end. Please.

- A million Little pieces. James Freyer.

Sprinkled upon a star on Friday, February 02, 2007 at 8:05 AM.

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