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i can't remember the last time i was in a mood this bad. just stop it. stop talking to me. fuck off. everything is dulled, colors are washed out and pain is non-existent. but so is pleasure.

"it's weird how sadness is converted into salt water... maybe that's why the oceans are so big, because there is so much sadness in the world..."

if you force me to do something that i enjoy doing then i won't want to do it. fuck school. fuck education. fuck the "real world", because its not suppose to be this way. we create our own problems and have molded our society into something grotesque and meaningless. fuck money. fuck inherent greed. we put ourselves through hell on earth because... there is no because. we do it for no reason at all.