Book of Boris — The Spite Doctrine
I don’t need comfort. I don’t need calm.
I move on anxiety like it’s fuel— spite in the tank, willpower on the wheel, and a middle finger for the world watching.
I shake people before I ever shake myself. That’s the edge. That’s the sword. And it stays sharp.
PSA of Spite
Here’s the thing nobody tells you: You can overcome.
Not because it’s easy. Not because the world makes room. But because you drag yourself through the noise anyway.
Spite keeps you moving. Willpower keeps you upright. And that middle finger? It reminds you that nobody gets the last word but you.
The Book of Boris says:
- You don’t rise when it’s convenient. You rise because you refuse to stay down.
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