I want to blow my head off for the most petty of reasons. Not for the worries of the
world or the loss of a loved one, no, I want to bleed for the stupidest fucking shit
you've heard.
Too much ice in my glass of soda? Bang!
No place to sit down? Bang!
The light stays too long on red? Bang!
The life I do not have has been without distinction and no markers of acclaim have been left in this impermanent world. It is only just that I go to my end because of the most trifling of reasons.
I'll go goodbye because there aren't enough marshmallows in my cereal.
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