This world does not have enough blues. These songs are not nearly good enough.

I am so happy he still loves me, even though I'm a pathetically wretched example of life right now.
Despite everything, that I have hideous bags under my eyes, I'm leaking mucus, my voice is gone and I'm clammy all over, he still loves me.

It figures. When I'm looking for a pick-me-up, a silly pun, a dumb joke, anything... I get hit in the face by the one profound truth I've been mulling over.

Stupid webcomics. Stay away from my secrets.

When I look at it this way, it just breaks my fucking heart.

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Oh, Maya. You've found society's complex.

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I think humans look better without hair of any sort. The shape of a skull is lovely. If I didn't enjoy the soothing act of brushing my own hair, I might shave it all off ( Read more... )

If I do nothing, I cannot fail.
The promise of success seems pale in comparison to the overwhelming oppressiveness of failure.

Sometimes I wonder what the satisfaction was like when they destroyed everything in their wake.

There's no time anymore ( Read more... )