G.S Ortiz

I woke up early in the morning to the familiar smell of huevos con chorizo being cooked.

A familiar breakfast that would give the strength to once and for all liberate me from this pit of despair.
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The desire to be live free from ones own self doubt, burns at first with glowing embers that are ignited a 100 times a day.

Years could pass before one eventually takes hold.
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Oh my god I just cat fished someone,
says Mary as she adjusts her make up in front of her full body mirror.
Mary a good friend of mine who was a vivacious BBW, Big Beautiful Woman.
Mary was the type of girl that didn't attract much attention from the guys in our area.
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America is not for the good or the clean.

Its old and dirty.
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If you think I'm better than you....

Let me say that I am not.....
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It was nothing more than a quick flash.

So fast there was nothing he could have done to prepare for it.
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I simply write to slow down the quicken paced river that sometimes over flows an already drowning mind.

Within the lines of these sheets of paper are my attempts to lay rest an uneasy past.
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It's a cloudy night as I wander down the streets of an already dark and dismal existence.

No more childish fantasies of rainbows and unicorns.
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I can take the love and abuse.
The respect and lies.

I was born to be like this.
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Saturday afternoon chilling on the third floor balcony watching all the people enjoying their saturday as well.

Radio in the background playing Sabor a mi.
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Glad I'm able to put a smile on your face... To tell you the truth I never cared too much about putting a smile on a strangers face but she gave me a different kind of vibe.

I explained to Annabel.
I first met Annabel years ago while hanging around her younger sister. Annabel was very fortunate by earning a masters in education. She had the drive and smarts to get out of our small town.
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