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"I cut off my tongue, you started to kiss me. Blood trickled down, dont you ever miss me?
dont you ever miss meat? dont you ever mince meat?" -Regina Spektor, I cut off my hair.
I haven't posted in a while, I dont know why.
I have a lot to say, and no possible way to say it. Its quite frustrating.
I am becoming aware of how paper thin this reality is
how pliable and easily manipulated my existence is.
I'm seeing myself from a birds eye view for the first time.
Religion and spirituality are becoming more and more stupid from this distance
I think people should try to understand
that they are nothing
and the world is nothing
and we dont matter in the slightest,
and thats ok.
its all ok.
:)