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a modern cringe

by ThedominiqueofregressioN

the roots in my head are violently spreading and no certain amount of chain smoking could make it stop. if i'm seeing things right, how could anyone be so calm when everything is heading towards a pointless meaning and the blinded are deceived by the temporal irrelevance of their genuine hobbies. i'm restrained enough with this work and earn thing already and one more push is all it takes to end this bullshit. oh god, is this a trap you set for us seers? and if you are so great you know what I truly mean.
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Written by
ThedominiqueofregressioN
30 / M
Published
Aug 12, 2016
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