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Whoever first said “there is nowhere to go but up,” lied. Things can always get worse. Always. You can plummet further between those cracks and crevices, because no true rock-bottom exists to halt the descent of misfortune.
“I’m sorry they got to you. Made you forget that surviving is not living,”
There lies a riot in you. With your very first breath, you cried in protest.
You’re the story I read slowly. I want to savor and memorize every word of you.
