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In this life, we are all placed into a category from birth: Alphas or Epsilons, firsts and lasts. And the Alphas go on to live beautiful lives with wonderful significant others and successful children and fulfilled dreams and intelligent thoughts and perfect luck. And the Epsilons go on to live sub par lives with average significant others and delinquent children and nonexistent dreams and subservient thoughts and no knowledge or experience of luck. But Epsilons are so endearingly stupid that you cannot help but feel sorry for them and so we pretend to love them, we tell them that they are special, that they are beautiful. But there is nothing more dangerous than allowing an Epsilon to have a sense of self-worth, of self-respect because once they believe that they are more than the picture you have painted of them, they will refuse you and your inadequate "love". Everyone falls for the Alphas, darling. It's the natural order of things And we, the Epsilons, we go on living our insignificant, sub par, hopeless little Epsilon lives.
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May 6, 2013
May 6, 2013 at 7:52 AM UTC
heads and tails
In this life, we are all placed into a category from birth: Alphas or Epsilons, firsts and lasts. And the Alphas go on to live beautiful lives with wonderful significant others and successful children and fulfilled dreams and intelligent thoughts and perfect luck. And the Epsilons go on to live sub par lives with average significant others and delinquent children and nonexistent dreams and subservient thoughts and no knowledge or experience of luck. But Epsilons are so endearingly stupid that you cannot help but feel sorry for them and so we pretend to love them, we tell them that they are special, that they are beautiful. But there is nothing more dangerous than allowing an Epsilon to have a sense of self-worth, of self-respect because once they believe that they are more than the picture you have painted of them, they will refuse you and your inadequate "love". Everyone falls for the Alphas, darling. It's the natural order of things And we, the Epsilons, we go on living our insignificant, sub par, hopeless little Epsilon lives.
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May 6, 2013
May 6, 2013 at 7:52 AM UTC
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