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The scene played out perfectly in my head. I walked quickly to catch up to you. I turned you around, spat in your face and punched you hard in the side of the head. You then proceeded to beat the crap out of me. I lay face up, gasping for air in the hall and spit the blood out of my mouth, only to have it land on my face. I cried; not because the cuts and bruises that covered my body, but because of what I had accomplished. ----- If only it were that simple to be happy. ===== daydreams |