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There's no nugget of information you can give me that
will make all the difference. There's no one line I can utter that will save my
soul. There's no statue to worship that will give me strength. There's no man
who can fix my imperfection. There's no equation to explain my pains.
The home I seek for comfort has changed many times now. There's only so
much I can speak and my own communicative powers fail me time and time again.
I long for easy answers as a million lies are thrust at me daily. Maybe if I had
more stuff, I'd be happier. Maybe if I had a 14-inch penis. Maybe if I became an
egotist. Maybe if I became an airhead. Maybe if I wore nicer clothes. Maybe if I
drove a powerful car. Maybe if I drank coffee. Maybe if I smoked weed. Maybe if
I engaged in promiscuous sex. Maybe if I acted like someone else. Maybe if I
muzzled every meaningful opinion I've ever had.
I know that what makes the difference is a lot of hard work. And that doesn't
always make me feel any better. So I write it all down, and I hope somebody
relates to what I'm saying. And then, even if they don't, at least I got it out.
And now to title this page...
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