today i draped my face with a vail of hate. through it i can see every disgusting, appaulig, fowl, wrong, dis-lit thing in sight, and dispise it, condem it. these days are the days that i wonder how all the other days i stand anything at all. nothing feasable made me angry today. just an emotion draped over the heart, like a vail over your face. quick on quick off. an expectation never attained, the not good enough not me you. i enjoy feeling such rage. anger. it levels against my calm, and aimablity. you know. the yin the yang. tweetdle dee, tweedle dum. i'm waiting for someone to give me the legal oppertunity, so i can cut them like a fish, then call the police.

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Foremost “living” things exist to protect their status as a “living” thing. Survival.

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