blind and impotent intellectual rage takes over

what rhymes with capitulation? cohabitation? you are my own worst enemy. if i could stare at you person, i would, but im left to consume your words from afar and wonder whats buried underneath. i want to cut myself out from this and onto my own. to be young and naive and caught up in the trivial sure is grand [friend is a four letter word and so are you]. [][][][][][] I’m thinking that it’s a signnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn that it’s time to realign and correspondingly shift one’s shape to miss you to death. ()()()()()()()()()()()()()()() i hate your historical narrative, and i must interject here, there are gaps and revisions that do not make the truth clear 0000000000000000 i liked your lies about some idealistic future 11111111111111111111111111

i tried the best to leave this on your conscious but Lenin never went on vacation (though apparently he went on walks in Switzerland). consider:

tell me am i wrong to think that there may be nothing better. sheep may go to heaven, but you have to lead them to the slaughter first. but we’ve all had our chance, so say goodbye