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Apr 2, 2008
Warning: Ranting ahead: Things Alex is: Timado Pongueado Victima de acciones dolosas Jodido Fregado Engañado Fucked Screwed Punk'd Bamboozled Hoodwinked Bushwhacked Cheated Victim of fraud Pisado Catafixeado In politics, as in life, tendencies exist. Some people have a tendency to win, others to lose. Until now, I have lost. The winners in my small, central world have decides to rub their victories in my face, even if they don't mean it. Being the patient man I am, it doesn't bother me. But it irritates me. People offer half-assed solutions that don't work. Solutions that do not meet my expectations. They shouldn't care, since they already have what they want. The question is: Am I destined to lose for the rest of my life? What will become of my life? People around me have what they want and are happy. But I'm not. In the same fashion as Dexter, I fake emotions. When it's in my convenience. When I can't take it anymore. It's necessary for my sanity. EMMA. That woman is a thorn in my side, the mosquito I can't crush, the hair in my soup, the threat to my sanity.. It's not her, it's the situation that her name creates. The consequences and repercussion the mere mention of her name brings. God damn it. What have I done to deserve this punishment? Why have I become the laughingstock of the world? Why me?
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