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Feb 2019
**** Fate. **** odds. **** my survival rate. **** everything going against me. I am the force I need. If I want good things in what time I have left I am going to fight ******* tooth and nail and claw my way to whatever top I want. **** everyone feeling sorry for me. I dont need your sorries. I need people to go do my bucket list with. Death is not scary. Death is freeing. If I werent dying I would never be as confident as I am now. Death is empowering. Why the **** would I care about my outcome when my outcome is the black? I am focusing on the process rather than the outcome. Whatever I want. I am going to do my ******* best to get. Rather that be to get the girl, get the job or get the hell out of Dodge. I. Am. Going. To. Do. It. Whoever the **** thinks they can tell me otherwise does not deserve a seat on this runaway train of confidence. I am going to live like im dying, and smile like ill never die. My future is for whatever I want to fight for. My future is mine.
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Thomas
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