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0103. strength is, slowly and painstakingly, forged through destruction.

im going through a lot of needless bodily suffering and unprecedented misfortunes now as the month of september hits a high note. been a rollercoaster month of good times and bad all rolled up into one like a stick of cigarette; good at the start when you're smoking it, bad at the end you're dying from cancer.

no more activities with sharp and hard objects or even heat or water hazards. i need to take better care of myself and steer clear away from these non life threatening but hassle causing, life impairing accidents.

a pity for me... but i think my scarred thumb will be remain permanent, a mark that will serve to remind me never to play with mid autumn festival sparkles ever again. somethings are truly once bitten, twice shy.