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I've searched for the meaning of life, oh darling, have I searched.  Years have passed as I've tried every method I could find,                                                              little things and large gestures of madness meant to bring about some iota of worth. Ah, darling, I                                                                did everything I thought could sponsor happiness. I searched for significance in the bottoms of bottles, though all                                                                     I  ever found there was yet more emptiness. That didn't keep me from trying over and again. I wanted to                                                            know that my life was important, but felt ever more worthless the more I searched. Every approach                                                                  I'd attempted brought me ever closer to nothingness. In searching for  the true essence of life instead I'd                                                                find inconsequence, meaninglessness.  Oh, but I tried, darling. I sought out every drug I could, trying to free my mind from itself. But                                                                    it never succeeded. No matter how many formulated chemicals  slid down my throat or up my nose, I only became momentarily numb.  None brought any true peace to my life, took me even a bit closer                                                                    in my quest for value. Determined, I decided I would cut the meaning out, bleed it from myself. Digging deep within my veins brought me                                                                    a convenient comfort, but even that was short-lived. Oh darling, did I tire of searching. You see, I  had given up my crusade until that moment, darling, I saw you                                                            smile.
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May 7, 2014
May 7, 2014 at 4:17 PM UTC
The Meaning of Life
I've searched for the meaning of life, oh darling, have I searched.  Years have passed as I've tried every method I could find,                                                              little things and large gestures of madness meant to bring about some iota of worth. Ah, darling, I                                                                did everything I thought could sponsor happiness. I searched for significance in the bottoms of bottles, though all                                                                     I  ever found there was yet more emptiness. That didn't keep me from trying over and again. I wanted to                                                            know that my life was important, but felt ever more worthless the more I searched. Every approach                                                                  I'd attempted brought me ever closer to nothingness. In searching for  the true essence of life instead I'd                                                                find inconsequence, meaninglessness.  Oh, but I tried, darling. I sought out every drug I could, trying to free my mind from itself. But                                                                    it never succeeded. No matter how many formulated chemicals  slid down my throat or up my nose, I only became momentarily numb.  None brought any true peace to my life, took me even a bit closer                                                                    in my quest for value. Determined, I decided I would cut the meaning out, bleed it from myself. Digging deep within my veins brought me                                                                    a convenient comfort, but even that was short-lived. Oh darling, did I tire of searching. You see, I  had given up my crusade until that moment, darling, I saw you                                                            smile.
Amberlynne
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May 7, 2014
May 7, 2014 at 4:17 PM UTC
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