Leave Me Alone?
 Rated TV-14 for Mature Language.Â
It’s happened. I am in complete, but temporary, isolation. My mom isn’t home. The Internet is out (as I began writing this blog). I’m in my room with the smell of fast food and the heat of too many electronic components connected into too few outlets. Sadly, all these factors up add to a sad subtraction of well-being. The well-being of me.
Nothing seemed to improve my mood yesterday, or today. It continues to become a steady decline towards what feels like the greatest depression of them all. I only have one thing on my mind: how you see me. You know who you are. You are the person that influences me and how I feel. You are the person that stares at me as I walk past you. You are the person who ignores me when I see you but you don’t “see” me. You are the person who is too good for your own body. You are America. You are not you, and you suck…
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