I remember idolizing you. I remember lookin at the ride for the roses poster in my room and being filled with hope. I remember reading books about you. I remember trying to base my life around the way you lived yours. I remember the strategy in which you won competitions. I remember wanting to run triathlons because of you. You inspired me, Lance. But all of that was a lie. You betrayed the world by doping throughout it all. I can't help but continue to idolize you, even though I feel decieved. I still try to love you, Lance
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Jack OgilvieNow that my cynicism has balanced out I'd rather explain myself as an Anarchist with a passion for writing about, well, my passions. Enjoy the stuff I write but please don't be offended by the stuff I post. Archives
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