i'm still feeling the after-effects of mark's badass 18th birthday party. disappointed myself again that night albeit all the fun, probably the reason why i'm not ready to be talking about anything. about the incident, i'll definitely blog about it but i just can't find the right thoughts to it for now.
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if holden caulfield is real and is living, if he chanced upon me, he'd beat the shit out of me and kill me with his bare fists. i am a fake. i love everything and anything anglo, thinks and act like i'm anglo when i'm actually not. i worship another race because i think my own race is incompetent and impotent when i might actually be more incompetent and impotent than they are. which makes me, as holden caulfield would have put it, a phony. a first-class, gold-plated, honey-brazen phony.
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