S0ME 0NE T0LD ME 0NCE, WHEN I WAS Y0UNG AND F00LISH, THAT LADYBUGS WERE A SIGN 0F G00D LUCK. I GUESS I STILL MUST BE Y0UNG AND F00LISH BECAUSE EVERYTIME I SEE A L0VELY LADYBUG CRAWLING 0N MY WHITE WALLS 0NT0 MY CEILING, I FEEL A SPARK 0F H0PE. A H0PE THAT MAYBE, JUST MAYBE, MY T0M0RR0W WILL BE THAT MUCH BETTER THEN MY YESTERDAY.
THEN I TH0UGHT AB0UT WHAT HAPPENED EVERYTIME A LADYBUG CRAWLED INT0 MY R00M THR0UGH MY WIND0W AND RESTED 0N MY CURTAIN. I TH0UGHT AB0UT H0W Y0UR PRESCENSE W0ULDNT BE THAT FAR BEHIND. I C0ULDNT BARE THE GAME ANYM0RE, I CANN0T TAKE THE HIGHS AND THE L0WS. LIVING A LIFE IN SHAMBLES IS N0T LIVING AT ALL AND I D0UBT I WILL EVER BE STR0NG EN0UGH T0 QUIT Y0U S0 WHY D0NT Y0U JUST SHUT UP AND LET ME G0.
AND JUST LIKE THAT THE L0VELY LADYBUG WAS G0NE .. .. .. .. .. .
LATER DAYS, URBAN FILTH xx
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