Sarcasm.
First, I haven't finished my work yet. Second, I haven't been able to quit smoking. And third, I haven't posted much for the past few months. But then, I was able to have my hair trimmed. I guess promising something to an inanimate being does not make a good motivation for the fulfillment of such.
Every single time I feel frustrated to the point that I need to vent it all out, I automatically go to this blog and post a new entry. It's just that, whenever I do so, I tend to conceal everything - which actually makes talking to a brick wall quite diplomatic. Indeed, writing thoughts purges the mind of its vulnerabilities except perhaps mind debauchery.
Now that I have put myself to a rather tranquil state, I just want to say to this Cheetos-dedicated blogger site that I've reached the end of a segment (because a line, when mathematically defined, is endless) of my existence and that I've done what I could do for a classic human redemption in the context of social relationships, whatever that may mean.
It's not giving up per se. It's simply turning the tides such that the psychological climate of the human complex bursts a "Hihihi brrrr" once in a while.
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Maya. It's a very interesting place, or rather, state. By being false, the world becomes perfect. This is in no way connected with any of my unedited blog posts, but I'm quite sure you're going to have an amusing read.
