Haven't been on here in a while...........

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so i went to this party (hipster popularity contest) yesterday and the whole time i was there i was wondering how anybody could ever have any fun at these sort of things without being completely wasted. it's depressing to go out and always want to go home as soon as i show up to these supposedly fun "ragers". i guess i am not very good at meeting new people. Its comforting to blend in the background of whoever you attend with and appear neutral in comparison with their stronger personality. But eventually you are forgettable. On the other hand i refuse to become the best friend for a night girl or the drunk friend because nobody remembers you in the morning. i think id rather watch jeopardy and drink cheap beer at home than go out ever again. thats where im happiest.

im done

preparing for a life of never having a significant other

YOU ARE TOLERABLE LESS OFTEN THAN NOT

point

rimbaud

"My weeping heart on the deck drools spit; they soil it with cigarettes butts, they spatter it with slop and shit; my weeping heart on the deck drools spit. The soldiers drink and laugh at it; The sound of laughing hurts my guts. My weeping heart on the deck drools spit; They soil it with cigarette butts.

Soldiers' cocks area black burlesque; They rape my heart with what they say. In scrawls on the mast, grotesque Soldiers' cocks area black burlesque; They rape my heart with what they say.

When they are done, and all worn How will I act, my stolen heart? All I will hear is a drunken shout When they are done and all worn out. I will throw up and then pass out, I know, with my heart torn apart When they are done, and all worn out. How will I act, my stolen heart?