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| My name is Morgan. I'm handsome, brilliant and godlike. | |
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| My name is George. I have ecstasy induced brain damage. My life is totally meaningless and yet ... | |
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| ... I'm the happy one. My life is shiny and happy and small ... but I like it like that. | |
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| My life, on the other hand, is filled with insight and understanding. I hate myself, I really do. | |
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| I'm going to go do some E and hit on girls who will never fuck me and lead a generally worthless, yet happy and fulfilling, existence. | |
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| Having just plucked out my eyes to avoid seeing the true ugliness of the world, I am now going to kill myself. And no one will remember my name or accomplishments. Such is life. | |
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