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Every day that I feel less disillusioned with myself. .... is another day that I become more of a nihilist. I feel less like asking questions, and more like saying "Why does this matter?" An empty question, thrown into nothingness... ... I will never hear a reply. If there was never anything to qualify success, how could you have ever failed? You look in your heart. And when you suck away the you-centrics. Nothing is left. All you've ever wanted is all you've ever wanted. Do you even know why? No, but you never needed to. The real truth - your indivdualism doesn't matter. Worse yet, your fate isn't determined. Fate is a lie. You just follow the script. I don't want to say I'd fight it. I don't want to say anything at all.... I'd ready to crash and burn. I don't care anymore. |
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