The finish

I can't be fucking bothered. Played...18 hours of poker...lost ~$400.

Time to quit...life.

It's by all means not all shoving AQs etc. but I do take responsibility for most of it. Why? Because I have to. Flush over flush? Yep, my fault. Two outers, 3 outers, 4 outers, yep. AA on innocuous TT7r flop in 3bet flop, not folding to a push because he obviously has T7, yep. Never winning big pots with big hands, always losing big pots, yep.

I'M SORRY. I'M NOT VERY GOOD. I'M SORRY I'M NOT AT ALL LUCKY. I'M VERY SORRY I DON'T HAVE A GUN.

Poker is supposedly a means to an end. It's not working. The only other end I have is a drop at the end of a 10' rope.