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Why do I do this to myself. I create this monstrosity of pain and grief and then I wonder why I'm so sad. I wonder how I got this way, when in reality, it happened because of me. I knew all along. And it's all my fault. And I can't do anything about it.

These the vivid memoirs of an obnoxious slave.I make the devil hit his knees & say To Our Father.You can find the Christ where the lepers & the lames at.I swam up shits creek & came out clean w/ a new lease on life like Andy DuFrene.I am here to offend...