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Thoughts of an unsuccessful, never married, over sixty-five-year-old, American man who became an amputee in 2018 and now lives between scans.
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Tuesday, March 17, 2015
Life, in short
Life beats you down from the beginning and it beats harder with each passing year. You can stay even for awhile, but after point it wins and you lose, no matter what. You may still be smiling, but it's the withered smile of a diminished being.
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futility of life,
life,
scrubdaddy
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