story without any glory.

when i write i’m wrong

when i’m wrong i write.


So here i am writing this blog like a broken clock going through the motion 2 clicks at a time.

Reading Dr. Faustus was quite fun…i don’t think the same will be the out come for Mr. Congreve’s way of the world as it is in fact too mature for my pitiless immaturity…my inconsiderate crudity towards my peers as they cry jeers of tyranny due to sheer joy conformity and herd mentality… crudity bestowed upon generations yet to come last an eternity…sheer absurdity…


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