Anonymous
Look what you've done to yourself, you pathetic excuse for a man. You think your parents are proud? You're a sick bastard, something ain't right in your head and quite frankly, you deserve this all. You could've been someone big, you got opportunity after opportunity offered to you on a silver platter, and here you are. Numb on meds and stinking of cheap, stale liquor. You're pathetic. You're everything you've ever looked down upon. Can't even conjure up a sliver of a smile without the use of substances. Weak, pathetically weak. You deserve to be miserable, me.
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