A Thousand Natural Shocks.

My nails are compulsively painted poorly. I dislike flipflops on men. I like romantic things, bright or grey. I think morbid images have an inherent beauty. I'll probably like you, so I hope you like me.

I feel like I’m tired of existing the way I always have, but when I try to seize the day, it never properly works out. I get comfortable with where I am and what I am, and then, I’m ashamed of it. I’m ashamed to play the music on my ipod, I don’t think my room actually represents who I am. I feel like my work is always stunted.

I feel almost too privledged, like I’ve been caged up my whole life. I feel ignorant, all the time. I like the person I come across at first I imagine, but I feel like anyone who truly got to know me would be incredibly disappointed. I lead an entirely monotanous and useless existence. I want to be more than that.

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