Saturday, April 3, 2010

Fuck Different

The game. I've always refused to play it. But then it hit me tonight...maybe I should be playing.

You know every now and then we meet someone and we think they're different? Well, there's no such thing. I was just telling a friend about this. Different. The sort of different I look for, the kind I've seen recently, it'll never manifest in this world.

This world is a cold fucking place but I refuse to be one of the cold people in it. Principles, I live by them. I'll never be in the game but so what? Alone, it's how I survive and trust is the thing with which I am most greedy.

Fuck different.

(You notice how I keep saying fuck everything? That should tell you what sort of writer's moods I've been having!)

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