Monday, April 21, 2014

Fuck.

I feel overwhelmingly, nauseatingly trapped by reality. 

And the worse part is that most of this is possibly schemes that's constructed flimsily in my head from the mountains of surrogate scenarios that's doesn't, even, make, sense.

It is as putrid as this vapid entry.

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