2026 - 04 10 Friday, April 10th, 2026 7:23 PM "You Are a Deus Ex Machina" That's what this chick said to me, smiling. Like it was some great thing. Like I could easily just have whatever I wanted, I could save the world with a wave of my hand. Condescending fucking smile. I was hanging out with different friends. Trying to. One after another, they each seemed to randomly ditch me. I sat across the table, from friend # 5. "I'm not fucking stupid." I said to him. "I know someone told you, and all my friends and family, to limit hanging out with me. For some reason. Perhaps supposedly maybe for my own benefit... So here's the problem. You all misdiagnosed me. I was never some bum ass stoner having a good ol' time looking at pretty colors. I was not out partying and losing myself in other people. Loneliness and isolation is nothing to me, it's an natural as breathing, that ain't shit. That being said, this body is a human body. A socia...
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