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he (?) has some crazy things to say. puts me in a weird mood. like i'm awakening to something that's always been in front of my eyes. he states the blunt in a hopelessly misanthropic manner, but there's a hard edged truth to it all, held against my neck with the intention to cut. his words sound like cigarette smoke and fill my ears with cottony apprehension.