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CITIZEN! Did you know?! CoMmUnIStS have been describing me as UnStAbLe!!!
And they're right... Fuck me, I wish I was okay.
I'm not though, and my mental instability has been used an excuse to attack me! They will not cease, and it's all my fault! I'm a useless fuck-up!
Being dead would be a good alternative... but I get what I deserve
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I've gone back to playing Fallout: New Vegas. Or just roleplaying games in general. The amazing thing, that which changes everything, is that you (the person who plays the game) matters. YOU can actually CHANGE things. This is not true in real life, and occupies the "escapism" part of the game.
This is opposed to me in the actual real world. Here, I cannot possibly matter. Here, there is very little I can change. Maybe my Speech skill is just too low, but I have never changed anything by talking. The course of life of those around me, I have no effect on. The larger world, I could die, and nothing would change. My existence is, largely, pointless. I know, deep down, that this view is fatalistic. But I am a being with a fatal end.
So, frankly, what do I do? Those around me seem to want to plunge into their end, or at best prolong it.
Fuck, I guess War Never Changes.
And yet...
We MUST change war.
That is all. Do what you can.
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I truly, deeply wish anything that I did or said mattered.
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I've been following the director of Fallout: New Vegas on twitter for a few years now and I can't emphasise enough that this dude is really good at posting
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I marked this "drugs/alcohol."
But they are more of the symptom than the cause.
I have to say, expecting to be something and then being forced to be nohing hurts most beings.
Not that that could possibly matter.
Haven't you been paying attention?
Being Nothing
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Some knowledge is best left in the darkness.
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Tell 'em noname almost passed out drinkin'
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Hey there! Several (or multiple) things are wrong with me!
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Hey! No one loves me!
Winning cause it pleases god
Losing cause it pleases me!
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Once again, I, myself, have listened to Transatlanticism by Death Cab for Cutie.
Is this the new year? I -don't- feel any different.
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OnTheTrailNotTheChair: Moved Smoothly Through The Smokies
The mountains and the changing leaves.
The Great Smoky Mountains National Park is one of, if not the most, visited National Parks in the United States. The park receives more than 9 million visitors each year. Of course, most of these visitors will drive into the park and maybe hike a few miles. They have a very different experience compared to mine, hiking all the way through the park after…
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OnTheTrailNotTheChair: Tenaciously Trampled Tennessee
The Roan Highlands.
The actual fact that I will be finishing this trail has started to become something that weighs heavily on my mind. At one point, I remarked that “I’ll be home in a couple weeks” to one of my hiking companions. This caused the both of us to stop, mid-conversation, and consider this exciting and horrifying fact. Though I am very much still in the excitement phase of this, the…
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OnTheTrailNotTheChair: Into the Home Stretch
Leaving Virginia, there’s less than 500 miles of trail left. Less than the total number of miles in Virginia. 500 miles is still a long way, but after the 1,700 before it, it doesn’t really feel that way. Coming into Tennessee, three states out of 14 remain. One of my slight regrets about hiking southbound is finishing in these southern states. The Whites and Maine would have been a much more…
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