“I like to write poetry about, like, the emptiness of life. Like, about existence. You know, everything you see, everyone you know, it’s just, like, bullshit. Life has no, like, meaning. It’s like, I don’t know, have you read The Stranger? It’s about how, like, you could just kill anyone whenever you wanted because it doesn’t matter. Because life doesn’t, like, mean anything. Like, fuck it, you know? I don’t believe in anything. I wish my fucking Mom would get home so I can take the car. God.”

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