tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21257977069587352272011-11-01T08:23:24.817-05:00…That'll work.Zach Quinthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06614497468379747301noreply@blogger.comBlogger21100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2125797706958735227.post-10253100234360895862011-11-01T08:16:00.000-05:002011-11-01T08:16:19.044-05:00

"Welcome to real world." / "Grow up." What it really means: "I've got a shitty outlook on life. I want to suck you into my lonely, miserable world. How dare you be happy? Obviously happiness is for ignorant, naive, children who are blind to the pain creeping behind every corner... the desperation in every smile. If you are so happy, perhaps you should work your spirit to death like the rest of

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It's not a big deal, really. (history) I'm doing this blog nonsense again. Because fuck you, you question-asking whore. Oh, what? You didn't ask a question? Well, how is it that you've managed to question my authority without posing a question? I don't much care for you or your paradox. I'll be asking the questions around here. And if nobody shall answer, than I shall answer myself. How are you

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