I promise to not delete this post.


okay now that this is out of the way, I'd just like to say i feel for every emotional asshole in the world. Myself included.
and thus i begin to regret. fuck me.

singularity of being is the suckiest thing in the world. wouldn't it be awesome if your thoughts could be broadcasted on 3G or something to people who gave a shit. you'd just feel excluded even though you probably weren't a twerp. at times like these one understands why just being is so difficult. why society was created, why assholes are hated, why it is what it is.

I fell in love with this presumably bong chick, who has a tattoo on her neck and scratches it the best way imaginable. this has been a long time coming. I wish i could say something. But then i never have, not in the 26 years, and I probably never will. Thus its okay to lament.

Oh, but the wonders that could have been.