Sunday, 29 May 2016

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Is it not odd that in the matters of our own heart we're answerable to the world. 

A stupid organ that resides in our own body, pumping blood that we're the sole proprietor of and yet when it wants, yearns and pines we completely ignore it and whip out a mental calculator and start factoring and adding in all the people this vital organ might hurt from feeling more than it should. 

Ah this new found hate for social constructs and my undying wish to choke the life out of its integrity while mocking this artifice with every conceivable Neanderthal code of conduct.
This idiotic notion of chaste nobility and ethics needs to be drowned in soulless dark tar of real pain, amoral heart beats and unrestrained love. 

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