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I’m breaking up with you guys.

The site will remain up for archival purposes.

Ciao!

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April 29, 2009 at 9:20 pm

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Dual-blogged

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I could try to talk to people. Try and explain what’s been going on in my head for the past three-ish years.

Do you know what kind of answer I would get?

“Oh get over yourself. You’re so intelligent and you could be anything you wanted to, and all you’d have to do is try. Quit pussying out and just do the tiny things necessary for you to succeed.”

There’s no point in trying to explain to anybody, because no matter who it is, they’ll never grasp the concept of:

“I don’t care about anything. Nothing has meaning, purpose, or a point to me.”

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March 20, 2009 at 3:03 am

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Obsoverlordation

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Stagn​ant odors​ waft from the gover​nment​-​issue​d chafi​ng dishe​s and call forth​ the high schoo​l drone​s for their​ feedi​ng hour.​ This boomy​ cafet​eria fills​ its table​s quick​ly,​ and unlea​shes an obnox​ious roar of girli​sh chatt​er.​ Teach​ers mutte​r to each other​ small​ talk while​ glari​ng at the stude​nts they are gossi​ping about​.​

High ceili​ng,​ fluor​escen​t light​s.​ Windo​ws that peek out into the court​yard.​ Small​ round​table​s lined​ up prist​inely​ with long,​ recta​ngula​r table​s,​ each equip​ped with circu​lar seats​.​

BELIE​VE IN YOURS​ELF is stamp​ed in brigh​t,​ uplif​ting lette​rs on the upper​ walls​.​ These​ chara​cters​ lie just below​ shiny​ glass​ highl​ights​.​ Only a few peopl​e even suspe​cted that these​ glass​y “​decor​ative​ enhan​cemen​ts”​ had anyth​ing suspi​cious​ about​ them.​ But they are outca​sts,​ and ignor​ed.​ This glass​ glint​ed misch​ievou​sly,​ and the bell rang for next perio​d.​

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January 28, 2009 at 4:38 am

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Four

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Four in the Ante Meridiem.

That special time where yesterday mates with tomorrow
And the death of the day is near.

Four in the morning is a special time. A time in which to consider wether or not going to sleep would be a waste of your time.

I’m just going to have to get up in a few hours… why bother?

At least, that’s how It happens to me.

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December 29, 2008 at 8:56 am

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