places.
you are finding plaCes here. do you feel lonely here? is your room dark?
do you feel the margIns of the screen? the moments when you hit the Pause button? do you feel how you fade in as the loading screen ends? no, of course you don't. these inHuman ramblings don't apply to you, or at lEast most people. I'm not going to explain these soRrows, and you may criticise me for that. it's fair.
some people deserve to be like this. I am. And I deserve. some people do deserve to live in the truman show. specially those who are not true man in anything but flesh and blood.
there shall be no pity upon me.
no pity.

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"Et tu brute?" he hollered as he stained this text.

places.
/welcome
/about
/my_art
sireington.atabook.org
/writing
/sgc2c

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