Thursday, August 11, 2011

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I don't like this! I don't like this at all. This is stupid; stop it! STOP STOP IT RIGHT NOW! I'm tired of this. I swear I will find you and kill you if you don't stop! STOP! Stop this bullshit! I'm tired of this. Get the hell out of my life right now. Come on! How long am I supposed to wait for you to move your fucking trap! GET OUT OF MY HOUSE! Now what do I do? I dont' knowkads f wat the fuck to do. I'm so damn tired of this. I'm so tired. Over and over and over again. Never ceasing, or only appearing to be ceasing. STOP RIGHT NOW! AHAHFHAHFAHHAHAF:SHSKLJF SAFKLHSA :FL Ii'''m sooo angry at me right now! I want out, now! I need out. This is enough. Enough is enough, you've had your fun, now if you don't leave you're gonna fucking die. Get iT!? I'm tired of saying this. I need to do something. I need to do something and feel like I'm doing something. Not feel like I'm holding off something that's constantly attacking me. I need to stop the attacks, not defend against them. I need to attack back. This is so stupid. I hate attacking. I don't want to be the aggresssor, but if this doesn't stop I guess I'll have to. This is killing my time and my living experience and it needs to end now. By now I mean now. No more deals of ending it in a few weeks or some bullshit like that. Now, this very SECOND! Okay? Do you understand! Patience is hard to come by for good reason at  this time. I need to get the fuck out of this stupid system. It's irratating me and sending my brain to burn forever. I don't want to live my entire life like I'm some sufferer bearing something that doesn't even belong to me. I want to live my live as a free man. Understand!? I need to be free. I need to break theses chains right now. Where's the key? Why can't I find it? Do I seriosly have to literally break them? This is so damn annoying. Why is this so damn stupid!? Who the fuck designed such a stupid set of chains. Who would hide the key in such an annoying way like this. Where is the key. Where is the key? HWere isw WHEER WHERE? I neeed it right now! Come on and lets go. I need to faster than anyone can! I am so angry, man.

Alright, I'm done with this anger thing. I'm done with this whole thing. This may or may not be the last blog you ever hear, or rather, read from me. I need to take a break from thinking itself. I need to be a drone for a while so don't go missing me, my fellow readers, or I may end up sad. Who is watching this anyways? It seems like there's only one page view for each post, so I don't really know who is being here.

Elsewhere, or back again, I intend to fight this fight to the very last breath of mine if I have to. So die, whoever is affecting me so. I don't know what else to say to get rid of it. It never seems to cease, or rather it only seems to cease when I'm attacking it directly, which is something that I never like doing because it hurts my brain. I don't want to attack it the way I am right now. I want it to simply cease attacking me. It's tiring me, and it's making my work suffer and that sucks! I need this to end, man. I need this to bring itself to its own little close or whatever you want to call it, for my future is so bleak when I see this thing in my life, this need to be depressed constantly is really aggrieviating. Come now, who else has had this problem? Do you know any techniques for ignoring/getting rid of it? I need to shoot for the stars and I want to shoot for the stars. I really do. I really want to work, but how am I supposed to when I keep distracting myself from my work by typing out blogs like this and thinking constant thoughts about depression?

There lives in me a spirit, and that spirit is shouting out right now. It needs me, and I need it. For some reason, however, the way to reach this spirit has been blocked out. Someone has scratched away the streetsigns, so google mapping it won't do anything. I need to reach deep inside and feel for this spirit. I need to listen for its called. I don't feel very good. I know that I don't feel very good, but I know that the reason I don't feel very good is that whatever the hell I'm doing is working. I need to stop doing this nonesense.

Shot out of the cannon, I fly so far that I hit a cloud, but, it being hardly solid, I cut right through it with precision and ended up splashing in a beautiful ray of blue and red into the deep and blue ocean. I need to rest. I know I can. I will rest. I am sure. This is a fun little game. Little people love playing it, but big people hate it with passion. I near a close of this suffering, yet I feel terrible, so why do I choose to live? I choose because I want to live more than anything else right now. Good for you if you're better than me, but remember to hold onto yourself as long as you can and as hard as your arms will let you. Don't give up on your quest either. I know that hardly any of this gibberish is understandable, but I also know that typing it out helps me think more clearly, whether or not that clarity appears in the text itself being completely irrelevant. Sort it out with yourself. I don
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Goodbye.

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