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Monday, January 28, 2008
" fuck you all ; 7:25 PM "

i dont want to even think about the fucked up emotions and people -

so i won't.

there's a line in Waking Life, which wyafer pointed out, "the trick is to remain in constant departure, saves you on introductions and goodbyes."

it's easier to be yourself isn't it? even if you're a damned loner, or even if you teeth glow in the dark - or even if you're one of those people on the streets without direction. it's just freaking easier than trying so hard to fit in , trying so hard to please people who aren't any more superior to you.

it started getting tough after a while, so i've given up.

sometimes you'll never know who will come along during your times of need, sometimes you'll
never know who ends up forgetting how to spell your name.



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