...i realised i am insane.
i didn't delete the last post just so i could have a secure and valid copy of my insanity but yeah...
a clearer outlook after a little bit of sleep.
jeez...
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"there is no beautifier of complexion or form or behaviour like the wish to scatter joy and not pain around us" -ralph waldo emerson
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- a textured self
- forget the superego i'm the super it
- four thousand feet and still falling
- half-doubting thomas
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- i masturbate and you should too
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what?
uh huh...
really?
hmmm...wow!
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3 comments:
It's not insane. That's why we write - to purge ourselves of the crap that makes us feel like shit. That's why you feel better now, in my opinion.
Things'll work out. They always do.
and we worry because we care.
i think i feel guilty fessing up to feeling like shit on the internet.
that's what this shit's for though, right?
and y'know what? things did work out. things are pretty ok right now.
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