Good riddance, I say. To hell with you. You have robbed me of confidence and optimism. You have made me feel worthless. But tomorrow you die.
I am digging your grave with a dirty shovel. You held glimmers of hope in your outstretched hands and their brightness fooled me time and time again. I am burying you and your mirages. Tomorrow I rest in peace.
New Year, New You. I am sorry this last year was rough. I love the strength and determination that bleeds through in these words. Happy birthday :)
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