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professional
I want to be a professional, at anything, but then that would mean having little to no inexperience with that profession, which I can't seem to have. I'm an inexperienced person, that being said, everything seems new to me and I'm just too caught up with the world to stick with something long enough to call myself a professional at it.
sweat
It takes a lot of blood, sweat, and tears to do what I just did, but it will all be worth it in the end. I ran and ran, until I couldn't run anymore, my heart was exploding in my chest and I nearly collapsed at the pain in my rib cage, but I was in a run or die situation and I wasn't about to die. Panting like a dog left in the car on a hot day, I stopped and looked down at my abdomen. A thick crimson river slowly flowed and dried out of my wound. The amount of blood lost made me panic, but the depth I saw of the wound as I lifted my t-shirt made my pounding heart skip two beats. Two missed beats were all it took. I felt my wind pipe start to close up as I tried to steady my breathing. I was getting disoriented as I tried to sit down, but instead I fell to the ground. This was it. I was dying. My body trembled viciously and my breaths were beginning to get shorter and shorter. Until I finally gave up, and the world turned black.