March 20th, 2005
I am tired of the same old same old, tradition, convention, the familiar, politeness, the ordinary existence, being sedated while spoon-fed the same news every day. I am tired of waiting for people to get out of my way. Bowing my head to authority while being anally raped by my own cynicism, paranoia and alienation.
The disappointment of climax has led to everything being low-key, dimmed. Masturbation no longer brings me… Continue>>
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