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The profitability of manufactured emotion symbolizes the nature of our prostituted world.
The optimism our children place on seeing two entities battle one another is indicative of an inner frustration.
Something is trying to break out, but everyone is duct taped.
Their mouths, their eyes... even their minds.
Seemingly happy couples that end up in heartbreak portrays a society of searchers who blindly hope to stumble upon a saviour.
Who will magically... with love and affection... dissolve the suffocatting layer and set them free.
Then be everything they have always wanted in a selfless, assertive, dynamic, successful, funny, beautiful, confident, strong, weak, slutty, conservative, mature, empathetic, healthy, and uplifting partner.
There is anger everywhere. Anger in the eyes of the rebellious, and anger in the eyes of the conformed.
Men wish to fuck. Women wish to be fucked. Abuse or be abused. Create anger or receive it.
Finding our diplomatic place in every single solitary social situation... the underdog or the leader. Reliant on how much stronger or weaker the next in line is.
Reliance on others for our identity.
She looks at him.
He looks at him.
He looks at her.
She looks at it.
He drives that.
She wears that.
He does that.
He likes that.
She said that.
Oh my god.
Look at him, dancing like that.
She wore too much makeup.
She's trying too hard.
He doesn't even know what he looks like.
Fools.
Lies... lies, liars, fibs. Saying exact words because those are the words that are supposed to be heard. Whoring a wardrobe to be something we are not.
You were born bloody, naked, and cryiing. You used to pick your nose. You've had constipation and insomnia. When you take a shit, your ass is stained brown and smells exactly like shit.
He's accepted it and that's why he's dancing like he is. Because it's inconsequential.
Envy his freedom.
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