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in tfios angustus waters admits that he is afraid of oblivion

or maybe it is more justified to be afraid of a life devoid of meaning and having no one left to love and no one left to love you and nothing to care about .... basically nothing to live for

take that away and we are no different from walking talking dolls with their painted-on smiles and plastic features because our metaphorical hearts do rot and die and leave a big gaping hole in the middle (slightly to the left) of our chests and we cease to exist beyond existence

two
earlier today arielle and i stayed back to count fortnight money after school and listened in on fotl and o u c h i guess i never realised that i wasn't so terribly alone but still ... alone

three
i watched hank green's video on human sexuality yesterday in which he addressed the issue about neatly-defined shiny boxes which reminded me of the revelation (sort of?) i had a little more than a year back and it just put me in awe and wonderment (haha lumpy is hAppY) at Everything and Humanity In General (i used to hate it when people capitalised such abstract nouns i'm not sure why i'm doing it now it just seems kind of befitting to the awe and wonderment i felt)

i guess i am a Sorter at heart

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in other news i am hungry :(