Nerdygirlsrule
I had to compete. I had to press on. I had no propose in life without beating her. I knew I was making myself mad. I knew I was going insane. But I had to reason to care. I didn't have anyone to turn to or anyone to consult. I was just competing. I. Must. Win. It was my only hope. To survive I had to win. But the first step. Was to compete. To get through this pain. To not burn with the fire. To not freeze with the ice. To not be buried with the earth. To win. You must compete. It was the only thing keeping me sane