i did not moan while i was drinking your blood and even if i did it meant nothing. i hate you.
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i did not moan while i was drinking your blood and even if i did it meant nothing. i hate you.

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"so you don't think you're smart?"
"i know I'm not smart."
"but your grades, your awards, your achievements. could a stupid person do all that?"
"i mean, yeah. because, honestly, do I have anything of substance to me? no. people think I'm smart, but that's just because they see the words and nothing else. all i know is words and memories."
"but isn't that a kind of smart?"
"well...is it intelligence if there's just glamour and nothing of substance behind it? like, i can't even conceptualize well enough to think critically. 'm not good at reading social cues, i have no spatial intelligence at all, i'm not creative enough to problem solve. i just vomit up whatever people have already fed me. words and memories."
"bet you're more than you give yourself credit for. someone who doesn't think critically wouldn't even know it."
"you'd think so, wouldn't you? but no. i'm an idiot when you boil me down, i'm just aware of it, and so i'm only a tiny bit smarter than those people who can't even admit it. oh, God, listen to me pointing fingers. 'hey, at least i'm not that guy!' i make myself sick sometimes."
"why?"
"in the end, i am that guy, to someone. i'm the person someone else makes fun of to feel better about themselves. just another member of the herd. you know?"
"but you're better than them. hell, even i think you are, and i met you thirty minutes ago. you're a standout, aren't you? well---god, you could be a star!"
"there's no such thing as a standout anymore. you may think so, but that's because you only just met me."
"and i already think you're amazing. no, really, i do."
"i'll find a way to let you down."
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one time at a funeral i panicked and said the first drink i could think of and the bartender made me the pina colada With all the fixings all the trims all the bells and whistles i didnt even ask imagine youre at a funeral and the person besides you is drinking a pina colada with whip cream as tall as the drink with a cherry and an umbrella, thats what happened to me
MAGGOTS!
DINNER!

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describing robots to a 17th century princess when she asks me who made my tiny sword earrings:
The world is changed, Princess. Work like this, which might have once been done by a craftsman skilled and attentive, is now done by metal slaves, who have need of neither food nor water nor rest; they do not sleep, and are ever working, with a speed as inhuman as their bodies. These children of Hephaestus are fed by naught but lightning and kerosene; any intelligence they may possess is a pale imitation of the truth, manmade and artificial, and even when they do possess this false intelligence they have no will of their own, so that they are not able to deviate from any task they are assigned. Some in the modern day praise their virtue, some call them abominations. Craft has been replaced, my Princess, with automation, and the world is changed.
so get this, right. I'm sitting in the gym on the leg fuckery machine and I go to adjust the handle, eye closed, slumped in the chair, and I miss it. then i go to it again, and eventually just kinda start reaching around the machine until I'm like all the way forward. the gym is empty. the only other person here is doing back fly facing away from me, she can't see me. so I think, right? i open my eyes. the handle I wanted to adjust is touching my nose. this girl is standing up, rag in hand, machine half-cleaned, looking at me like someone happened to introduce me to crack during my first day on earth. i shrug it off, finish my set, hop off the machine. in the mirror i see her just straight up leaving the gym. she'd been here for 10 minutes, seen me do that, and just given up on fitness altogether 😭
man everything i say and do really is just another way of screaming and screaming and screaming and screaming and
my mom says i got my personality 100% from my dad and she wasn't really involved in that, and she's a little right. i have his shit-eating grin, his blatant and excitable nerdiness, his loud, foul mouth, his inappropriate sense of humor, his swagger, his short temper. but if it's true that I got nothing from my mother, who taught me to hide the tremor in my voice and the fear in my eyes? where did i learn to carry the weight of expectations? to keep that short, hot temper in check, to stay quiet and calm and composed no matter what's said about me, or, indeed, to me? if i get everything from my dad, then where the hell did i learn to make it through the worst day and come out the other side, ready to go again? certainly not from him. idk
the phrase "you're sick. you're twisted. you're crazy" has become a bit of a thing in my family simply because of the incredibly contemptuous way i said it to my mom when she said cheese didn't belong on animal fries. you guys should have seen the devastation in her eyes

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i lied i am jealous i hope everyone that talks to you implodes
I AM FEELING GREAT!!! I WISH I HAD ITALICS SO I COULD EMPHASIZE THAT IM FEELING *GREAAAAAAAAAT*! WOOHOO YEAH I WANT TO UNHINGE MY JAW AND SWALLOW AN UNOPENED CAN OF RED BULL LIKE A SNAKE I FEEL AMAZING
i found the italics...
What kind of ask is this? No you can only study Latin if you lay pipe on the reg.
ahhhh see tho you can't study latin if you're aROMANtic
DEAR FRESHMEN:
STOP GOING FUCKING FERAL ON EACH OTHER I DONT WANT TO SEE YOU RUNNING AROUND ON ALL FOURS SCREAMING.
some people are trying to sleep, hell, maybe even study
singign in the rain
Umbrella---Rhianna

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to do:
change my clothes
my laundry
replace the towels in my room
fold the clothes
change the sheets
shower
go grocery shopping
finish my halloween costume
finish my homework
finish my painting
finish my novel
finish high school
finish something
breathe sometimes
get skinny
research colleges
research scholarships
research careers
smile
laugh
find god
keep myself close to my family
keep myself sane
keep myself humble
learn how to do anything when my mind says do nothing
get skinny
get buff, too
be feminine
be masculine
love my parents even if they end up hating me someday
stop being arrogant
stop being pathetic
stop thinking about the game
stop thinking about him
stop thinking about myself
stop thinking about politics
stop worrying so much
stop
take the AP tests
get my license
leave
never look back
get rich
get successful
get skinny
get rid of anxiety forever
get rid of depression forever
end world hunger
cure cancer
awaken the world to the dangers and the excitements of the artificial mind
come back to life
take the first step of each day into an abyss and the last step of each day out of it
stop thinking about it for God's sake!
it's not normal! it's not fair it's not right it's not just it's nothing i want, nothing at all
...is that everything? oh i almost forgot
do the dishes
questions i want to ask billionaires:
-when you are young and impressionable, does money become your god?
-when you figure out how to game the system, do you ever think about doing anything else ever again?
-what about money captivates you so deeply that you decided to hand your life over for it?
-now, once money becomes your god (it has to, to deserve that kind of devotion), at what point does money become numbers?
-do numbers ever become your god?
-do you ever watch the numbers on your bank account balance tick higher and higher?
-do you do this to occupy your time? do you do it as a form of worship?
-when you see how quickly your bank account balance ticks up, do you realize money is fake?
-what I'm really asking, I guess, is this: did you lose faith in god when you saw how absurdly easy it was to become him?