I Can't Write This like a LAMF. omfug I'm too old to start over

I'm the dysfunctional little train that couldn't. My mother read us a story about the Little Train who Could. I loved that story. David fucks Goliath in the ass with Satan's cock*.

I used to think that way.

Now I have no energy, no spirit, no enthusiasm for life. A vague desire to have a vague desire to drum up such a wish.

A knowledge I've had such verve in the past, but no real emotional memory of it.

A tendency to curl up like Metamorphoses (I want to be snide and tell you to google it and I want to be kind and give you a link. Which I'm afraid no one will click because it's just an emo geek thing/k.)

IF IT HELPS the link is to a classic story and you will get extra credit in English for knowing about it or extra attagirls at wine n cheese bad art sourgrapes swarays. (who knew? I thought I was a bad speller and I was a full-blown Merkin meme for soiree, a word so non-phonetical you can't even google it)

I coulda been a contender. a writer a playwright an artist

I chickened out

My body wimped out

forget me.

i owe you nothing you stoopid motherfucking world

go fuck Alice
LAMF
(I like LAMF cuz it was pre-internet but will have peeps scratching heads looking for the real meaning)
CBGB's OMFUG

*you mean "Satan's Cock" is NOT Aramaic for "slingshot"?! Damn you Babelfish!