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..and accomplishments

by ThedominiqueofregressioN

never wanting to be a part of it all, he just stares at them as they carry their own opinions and force-shove it to each other’s faces he thinks that it’s pointless to even think about it. stuck in his room, wasting away, he also thinks that his enemies are doing fine and all he can’t care anymore and what matters to him most is going home after work everyday. he stopped claiming people as his friends for they don’t really act like one. it gives him joy to see people enjoy the simplest of things without any stains of narcissism like that family he and his girlfriend saw at the mall, where the father and the mother are making the most of their sons’ 9th birthday.. .. .. well.. he hates narcissists. those self-indulged, self-righteous people of all sorts who really don’t contribute much. to him they are just another form of pollution. . . (and if they get offended, he doesn’t care much. they can babble as much as they please but yeah, to him they don’t really matter because they are narcissists) but he loves music and poetry and being alone. he prefers to die young and nobody cares about it really.
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Oct 27, 2016
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