keep your neckline high

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I feel the rot in everyone around me

Like it was my own rot

I feel like a live wire

Picking up frequencies and amplifying them

All these people are a wreck

But so am I

So why do I feel different than them

Why do I feel odd even to the odd

I no longer have any need for other people in my life

Humans are complicated and emotional tornadoes

You get sucked in if you aren't smart and cautious

I feel like I'm a lone survivor in a zombie apocalypse

I have to watch these things moan and drag their feet

I just want to put a bullet in all their heads

But I am not a killer

And I don't own a gun

I feel like I will be an outsider for the rest of my life

That it's not up to me

And this is just my place that I was put in by life

Yet it feels so lonely

But there's no one I want to be around

I'd rather be lonely than bored by someone else

Than irritated that they are still here

I'd rather suffer than pretend

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[. serah .]

-- wow... these were the thoughts that drove me to live in near-complete isolation for several years... but i was never able to articulate them so precisely and so powerfully... -- then, suddenly, i met someone (last year in may) who changed the way i experience life and society...