Everyone has its own demons. It can be your fear of little dogs, or anything like phallic symbols, or can be anybody such as stalkers, or can even be yourself. In my case, a demon that don't just go away is my ex-girlfriend. In fact, I am writing this so that when she comes across of this article she will weep like hell and I have my revenge. Fucking bitch.

I followed the advice of my sister to bring her in some romantic places like pier 9 perhaps and push her to the sea when no one is looking, only there's no pier 9 in Cebu. I even tried other alternatives like all that imaginable sound bullshits I read in literature. I tell you, this is my first time to meet such a demon in my quarter lifespan of fucking living – whatever comes first. I thought it would only happen to other people. But bless me. Since then I've been praying like the devil himself for some miracle to happen, something like exorcism effect and let her do her evil works to other sonofbitches but me. [If you're interested, you can send me some lines of interest anytime and I'll plot things with you. No room for errors I tell yah. She can be the devil you want to spice up your life.] I did all I can including advices from those fuckers who wrote in their blogs on this matter, or in my desperation, I resorted even to do the classical thing like abusing her all day, make her buy me soya drink and marshmallows, choke her a number of times, and banging her at some other nights. I told you she is such a demon. And she seems determined to remain so and stay as demon as she can be.

I am a believer. I put no faith to any non-sense, and corded all my religious convictions only to what is awesome and the efficient cause. So, the issue is not of faith for miracles to happen and end my suffering. It's about doing my part of pure-manly work and perseverance in trudging on everyday... One day, then, bitch.

How about you? Tell me about your demons.

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