Wrestling Bears

The way I feel, I ought to be able to churn out at least five pages of emotionally charged, painful gripes about life and existence easy. Not like, five paragraphs tops that I do. Usually closer to one or three, short ones at that. My stamina is atrocious.

I already feel like stopping and giving up.

Yeah that feels like enough.

Why am I this way. I don’t like being so alone and the trash of the universe.

Computers make me weak. I want to wrestle bears.

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