psyche

I have realised something else. I want this melancholia. I want my eyes to hurt from staring at the computer and my brain to shrink from dehydration as I stay up until my my shrill alarm goes off to signal the start of the next day. I do not want to smile and talk to people; I would rather they understood and despised me or chose their cosmetics and laughed at my face or something.

HA HA HA. Computer science. I will scrape the web clean. Trust me!

Pax