Tuesday, January 11, 2011


"I just wanna dance.
I don't really care."

Tried and failed to quell the revolution.
The conclusion?
That it doesn't matter.
The question doesn't even matter.
It doesn't matter what I do next.
Whether I'm one thing, or another the outcome remains the same.
Everything I know, I've always {known.}
Nothing's changed.
All the work I've tried to do?
All the "progress" I "made"?

REDUNDANT: in every. single. way.

What next?
Doesn't matter.

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