Monday, April 4, 2011

Stung and Bitter


In case anyone remembers to remember

So I get stung in every way imaginable. It can hurt being stung. Sometimes it all hurts, from head to toe, sometimes only certain areas hurt. If you’re lucky that stinging feeling turns numb right away. I don’t know how to not get stung.

So I’m bitter and proud of it. Ever wear a suit of armor that failed to deflect a particularly grumpy arrow? I’m talking about the main parts, not where the arrow says sweet things and finds a way through, but the parts that are resolute. Nothing beats being bitter.

Being stung and bitter happens at the parts the armor can’t protect, where new stings get through. And they always get through.

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