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I know what it’s like to lose. To feel so desperately that you’re right, yet to fail nonetheless. Dread it. Run from it. Destiny still arrives. Or should I say, I have.

I know what it’s like to lose. To feel so desperately that you’re right, yet to fail nonetheless. Dread it. Run from it. Destiny still arrives. Or should I say, I have.

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[–] • 1 pt

Funny I don't remember losing one of those? I just remember a giant faggot getting burned.

[–] [deleted] • 1 pt

How can you know what it's like to lose if you never remember when it happens?

[–] • 1 pt

Because I remember losing lots of times, just never too a giant faggot.

[–] [deleted] • 1 pt

How convenient....

Hey wait, are you calling me a faggot?!