"Temporal throbbings"

you know the rest....

Inhale. Exhale and run your fingers through your hair and smile with your teeth and try so hard to be charming and beautiful. And it doesn't really work. And you know, but still you try.
You, my friend (actually, you only wish), are absolute bullshit. And if you dropped dead right now, I wouldn't care. Because you have contributed NOTHING positive to ANYONE's life-- you make your mother cry, and you also make for a much-needed stress reliever to a lot of different people. But don't you ever feel empty about this, about the fact that nobody truly likes you? I hope some day you realize what a waste of life you are. I really honestly hope that, you spineless little bitch.

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I'm sorry for that. I just needed to let this out really quickly.

Everything is still happy, but I'm afraid suddenly everything will change, but I can still allow myself to be happy, because of him, and.. Yeah. I just.. I don't know. I'm so thankful. Thankful towards who, I do not know, but I am still thankful. "What is it about you that has commandeered my brain?" I don't know that one either-- but I have a few theories.

I'll catch you all, my FAITHFUL readers (hahahahahahhahahahahhhahahah), later. I have some things I want to do.