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>> No.20438844 [DELETED]  [View]
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I don’t like the idea of breakfast.

Waking up from sleep with instantly available food that you didn’t have to hunt and kill.

Breakfast breeds arrogance and laziness.

I will not eat until work has been done.

Instead, I start my day with hunger and memories.

My path to the top wasn’t a straight line.

There have been bumps in the road.

Tears.

Blood.

I sit and remember the worst times of my life.

The pain and the heartache.

Some mornings, if I really try, I can almost cry.

I take all that anguish and pain then add a little nicotine and caffeine to set my blood on fire — and I enter the world ready to win life or die while I’m trying.

Angry men siege nations.

I don’t have time for Cheerios.

The universe will pay me what she owes me.

All of the money and power I deserve.

I am owed superiority over other men. God owes me this. And he has given it to me.

But I want more.

I will use my bare hands to strangle space-time itself. I will squeeze success from the very fabric of the cosmos BY FORCE.

Do you understand me?

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20426837

I don’t like the idea of breakfast.

Wake up from sleep with instantly available food that you didn’t have to hunt and kill.

Breakfast breeds arrogance and laziness.

I will not eat until work has been done.

Instead, I start my day with hunger and memories.

My path to the top wasn’t a straight line.

There have been bumps in the road.

Tears.

Blood.

I sit and remember the worst times of my life.

The pain and the heartache.

Some mornings, if I really try, I can almost cry.

I take all that anguish and pain then add a little nicotine and caffeine to set my blood on fire — and I enter the world ready to win life or die while I’m trying.

Angry men siege nations.

I don’t have time for Cheerios.

The universe will pay me what she owes me.

All of the money and power I deserve.

I am owed superiority over other men. God owes me this. And he has given it to me.

But I want more.

I will use my bare hands to strangle space-time itself. I will squeeze success from the very fabric of the cosmos BY FORCE.

Do you understand me?

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