t. blogposting ESL nigger
I've actually shaved my legs today.

I don't believe I can ever love again. She was and is something that would never mix with all the rubbish in my head that became the second me. In an environment where it was customary for the mass-produced personas to once sell their soul and then perpetually lie and mock each other blind, and for the crowds of people to act as self-loathing and -decimating sheep, suddenly, there was a smile in the sincerity of which I could be certain. It would escape her like a water droplet escapes a cabbage leaf. That time and a computer screen felt more alive than life; gone from me.
how alien. from dust to dust
Nothing is fun anymore. I used to drink when I was at my best.
How do you do it, anons?