Outside, it's raining gently.

Inside, I feel much the same.

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As the days go by I get angrier and angrier, somewhere in the unfathomable depths of the irrational. If you don't want to talk to me; sure. Don't expect me to joyously respond to your request for a reply.

The future sucks.

The rain just started to tear the sky open.

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The worst feeling in the world is having to rely on something which you absolutely loathe.

I think I've found the birthplace of emo.

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I hate you. You think you're so great. I'd like to fucking tear you down.