Sunday, October 14, 2012


In life, it'd be safe to say that I was dealt a shitty hand.
Hmm. In fact, that statement is so saturated with painful context that my eyes welled up before I had even finished typing it.

On more than one occasion, and by more than one person, I've been called "a survivor".
Life has denied, destroyed, shattered, consumed, damaged, maimed, jaded, burned, and abused me.

Some days, I wonder how the fuck I'm still here.
Then I realize its cos:
Each time Life has knocked me down, I've calmly gotten back up, smiled, and very politely said:
"You hit like a LITTLE BITCH".