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*gag* *choke*
Love is nothing. Emotions are nothing. There is only death and suffering in the world. You are born, you will suffer, and you will die. And time will quietly erase all trace of you.
Go out, have fun. Fuck someone. Kill someone. Steal. Cheat. Lie. Maim. Destroy.
Life is what you make of it, disregarding the times it tries to be funny and screws you. Love can't exist if you don't want it to. You can't be happy if you only want to be miserable. We are all victims of our own self-fulfilling prophecies. If you think your life is terrible and not worth living, your actions and attitude will reflect that, and that will become your reality. If, on the other hand, you are determined to experience the best of what this so-called life has to offer, you will accomplish something - whether you reach your goal or not, you'll have done something you consider meaningful, and your life will be better for it.
Mind over matter - what you think dominates what you do. Don't fool yourself into thinking it's the other way around.
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Sure I have a heart; it's floating in a jar in my closet, along with my tonsils, my appendix, and all of the other useless organs I ripped out.
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