; lyht leaves the eyes—expelled by a relentless laesr of poignant realisation that reality is but absurdism x impossibility.

Sunday, 19 December 2010

often think its unfair

to the lot of society that my lack of enthusiasm be permitted to grace society's fastidious effort to create such a convincing sham. as if any of this is worth anyone's while. i dont think ill ever understand why so many in the world seem to have a reason to live. all i can think to ask myself is: what, precisely, are you so damn afraid of? why--and fear not to be exact--are you still here, pretending to know what youre supposed to do now?

xmas is reminiscent of what lies slip through the hands of caretakers. youve all been taken in, poor gentlemen.

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