The moment one realizes any plans for the future--
teach
travel
write something
anything worthwhile
fails.
What I worked hard to do
tried to be good
and do well
try
anything
fails.
Failing is life
at least for me
for now?
ever?
Gah.
And it doesn't really matter
probably not even to you,
because what's a recluse
depressed maniac
(sub)human
to you. Really.
A new friend said
what may be something true
although I have to say the terminology
asexual is wrong
more like non
but is non human
because we're biologically inclined to want that
for humanity.
Gross.
Just no. No longer.
Das ende.
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