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Friday, February 28, 2014
I have had a gut full of your damned nonsense and it will stop. I see you laughing at me in the mirror when I look at my thinning hair, my fading body. I am no one's fool and while you may think you have me, you don't.
Not yet. I am simply not willing to go.
—In it to win it