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So, I have the actual pride (something I never have) to have created hating sex as an interest. As it stands, I still hate sex, though the pleasure is something that can feel right, the act itself is more or less despicable. Oh yeah, I cleaned my friends' list. Really can't keep people that would never bother on the list....

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that can not be my own equation. Hate and fear often go hand in hand, but there is nothing on this planet for me to even fear, because nothing really matters. Everything of what we are is made up and fictionalized through random social behaviors that have appeared through the millennia. None of it means anything to me. The only reason I care about everything now is because it is simply something to do, or else I would be rather directionless. The moment some major crisis pulls out every part of my life from beneath me is when I free myself from the bounds I give myself now. No fear of sex, simply hatred, hatred because it lacks any of the feeling that I have been programmed to believe it has...

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Sigh....only you! Hey, when are you coming back up?