Arsenic Soup for the Soul: A Pretend Story about Pretension

[maussymenot]

When I don’t have anything to say, particularly around the female species, I often find myself gazing off in to the distance. Usually its all pretense: an attempt to convince both her and I that there is something hopeful inside me churning, an articulation of that spontaneous human irrationality manifested in dreams. I am telling her that the

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[drinkhateorade]

hmm remember when i wrote that story at the end of senior year? no? if you did, you'd see how this is sort of making fun of it. or at least if it was intended that way (which im sure it wasnt) it would be pretty good at it. sort of like non-obnoxious indie kids who are really pretentious but at least have a healthy awareness of the fact. im going to stop talking now and forever.