It's curious to wonder...

Why bother trying to impress a world that does not care about you?

Who are you?

You are nothing.

If you died tomorrow, would the clockwork stop?

Noise: Wild World by Beth Orton

and the truth is...

... that I miss you.

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Noise: Pagan Angel and a Borrowed Car, Iron & Wine.

Education.

I have nothing against it, but so what if you are a scholar, or have multiple degrees. It's not about what qualifications you have, but what you do with it that really counts for something.

Do you have an education, or a piece of paper?

Noise: Slave to the Wage, Placebo.

God.

I can be such an idiot sometimes. What the fuck.