DK
DK is hardly a writer. He's really just someone who has thoughts he wishes were unique or profound or interesting enough for anyone else to care for them. He has his doubts about it all, though, and thinks it would be conceited to believe any indiidual needs to be heard. The world is loud. And it's not a symphony of harmonious sounds. It's a cacophony of chaos that a scream only fades into and amplifies. Despite all this, I am not self-loathing and do not say this for your sympathy. To prove it, I'll say this: Fuck you.
I just wanted you to know I'm aware of how this all looks. No one has the time to care what others think, yet we all still do. How curious? My writing is neither concise nor coherent, which only reinforces my point that it is a disservice to others to request their attention. But on the off chance someone chooses to waste their time listening to my thoughts, I would first apologize and second thank you.
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