By chiming in whenever i felt it appropriate, im mostly ignored.
I shall now go and cry in a corner for three days, write some gothic poems about the inherent darkness and unfairness of this conformist society, then go on a 16 day acid trip in which i will explore the magic that is cream cheese, finally apexing with a self actuallizing moment when i will receive, Total Consciousness.
Im such a loser.
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