How can I, with a clear conscience, continue to subject others to this self defeating evil from within? Do I exist for the sole purpose of causing dischord? If I were insanely wealthy I coud just hand people money just to keep them from communicating with me. "I cant deal deal with you so heres $100.00...go away." Why is this place so foreign? A crude semblance of something that I once knew as reality. This world is a synthetic reproduction of reality. Everything tastes and smells artificial. A womans touch feels like a cliche. I am dead. A ghost wandering thru this rhealm. I can only experience emotion as I see it on other peoples faces, never really knowing the feeling, just the way it looks.
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