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Cannot focus. Hell is being unable to FOCUS on the task at hand.
Have I ranted about this before? Have I?
Doesn't matter. This journal is for my benefit, not yours.
Cortex purge begins now:
Six Strings Darkness: Good Abyssal name.
Still can't get no satisfaction.
Hurt. My head hurts. It still huirts. Must be the stress mounting me and rutting like a mad goat. My ass is sore.
I HATE THIS.
Must read book, must type paper, must must must mad mad mad.
Pain is one of the essential pigments of life. It is in all lives, some more than others. There is no escape from suffering.
CAN'T THINK CANT THINK AAAUAH
All things come in time to those who juggle ketchup.
Everything is empty and hollow, like the sound of a plastic barrel when you strike it with the skull of your class bully when you're in 3rd grade.
MY ACTIONS ARE WITHOUT MEANING.
Only that without meaning is truely useful. Only that without use is truely meaningful.
Tired. May is coming. May brings finals. April showers bring may flowers, mayflowers bring genocide. August is the only male month.
Ein, zwei, drei.
Ah, I feel better.
Have I ranted about this before? Have I?
Doesn't matter. This journal is for my benefit, not yours.
Cortex purge begins now:
Six Strings Darkness: Good Abyssal name.
Still can't get no satisfaction.
Hurt. My head hurts. It still huirts. Must be the stress mounting me and rutting like a mad goat. My ass is sore.
I HATE THIS.
Must read book, must type paper, must must must mad mad mad.
Pain is one of the essential pigments of life. It is in all lives, some more than others. There is no escape from suffering.
CAN'T THINK CANT THINK AAAUAH
All things come in time to those who juggle ketchup.
Everything is empty and hollow, like the sound of a plastic barrel when you strike it with the skull of your class bully when you're in 3rd grade.
MY ACTIONS ARE WITHOUT MEANING.
Only that without meaning is truely useful. Only that without use is truely meaningful.
Tired. May is coming. May brings finals. April showers bring may flowers, mayflowers bring genocide. August is the only male month.
Ein, zwei, drei.
Ah, I feel better.