149. Hard

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"Why. Must. Life. Be. So. Damn. Hard.", she growled, punctuating every word by taking out her anger on a punching bag.

She had lost her job. Her boyfriend had decided to dump her on the very same day. She hadn't had a good night's sleep in forever, and every time she went to visit her parents, they looked at her with a pitiful look in their eyes. It made her skin crawl.

And so she had ended up buying a punching bag with what little money she had to spare. Nothing had ever felt as cathartic as pretending you're punching life itself in the gut. 

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