Recalcitrant Demands
Waeguk for the cold month, and all you’ve got to look forward to is more bad juju and even less good news. You can’t doubt your abilities if your going to give it the old bastard try, but all you’ve got around you are examples of wasted talent and numbered days. The debt was going to be paid off with glass made sand in the dunes you were hiding, but now this jungle hell has overgrown all your aspirations. Machetes aren’t going to cut through it and you’re mistaken if your wit is going to be any sharper.Why is it all just an endless string of didactics when you realize that the friends you had are the friends you broke, and love is an insult if it isn’t a joke, and all that’s left is tokens. What do you do with a heart that doesn’t break, it aches? The Queen of Stabs will do you no good with the hand you’ve been dealt. You’ve always preferred blackjack but were mistaken about its class. You’ve lost the trail on the way to people you could have been, but only grew to know.
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