Everything Feels Wrong
We're all sad here. All of us. Lonely. Complex. Selfish - slightly. Sick of it. Contagious. A guilty self pity. Knowing the world's worst pushes the bar lower. Digging for deeper than rock bottom. Those poor, helpless people. THEY ARE PEOPLE! How is that so easily forgotten!
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