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Boredom
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Boredom Sucks.
It is what i'm living in right now as you read this.
The existence of nothing, the essence of crap. To sit and stare and be occupied by nothing. Trapped in space plundered by emptiness.

Recourceful..... is not the word.
Bland obsolete and a dire need to be smiling and thinking what fun it is to be me at this precise second. "Television," you might say, "would solve this." I would only shrug my shouldars and sigh, but maybe if you were here to talk to this wouldn't be a problem.

Numb fingers and dead legs that\'s the level of excitement I feel at this present moment.

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