Saturday, June 25, 2011

I feel sick. Drunken kraft Macaroni and Cheese. Fuck. Capitalizing the wrong things. Judging people for not being intellectual. All I can think is "Thankfully I like myself. I could just spend all my time alone, except I don't like myself enough for that." Just want to talk about inconsequential academia all day. Drunk tired. Fuck. Work tomorrow.

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