my goal right now is to realign my perspective so that i feel compatible with the rest of the world; i'm cutting off all my chains. my old way of doing things is gone. i don't want there to be any more reminders of that maniac, that cynical bastard. he was going to kill me, and he came close. i was ready to drop out of high school. he was so pretentious, but i clung to him because there was too much friction between me and the people i knew. i am a social creature. the human race has not been in existence for this long on account of one man fucking himself: they all fuck each other. and him? he was doomed; i'm not going to listen to him anymore; i won't stand by him or defend him anymore. why? he was all alone. he spent all of his time fucking himself; then when that wasn't good enough he began coming up with tricks; he tricked me. he planted ideas into little girls' minds; he violated the laws of society. we were alone because he was full of shit. and his poetry? all obsolete. oops. sorry. he spoke too soon. judge him now. judge everything he had ever accomplished. join me in burying him so i don't have to look at him anymore. leave the grave unmarked so that he may be forgotten. i'm so fucking sick and tired of awkward pauses. i'm so fucking sick and tired of my virginity. I WANT TO DEPEND ON PEOPLE. i don't want to be angry anymore.

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PPS a dead man does not have a mood (ignore the emoticon)