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| Utter Apathy |
I am Apathy enshrined.
Embodied. Personified.
I do not care.
I can't be bothered to ask the right questions.
I haven't gone to appointments.
I don't call, or answer calls.
I don't exert.
I am Unmotivation.
I am Indifference.
I am unconcerned with consequences.
I define Ambivalence.
The only shits I give splash.
All is petty in the light of my Utter Apathy.
I don't think of what was, or what could be.
I don't even bother with what is.
I am relatively content, and totally apathetic.
Personal hygiene or fitness? Ha.
Why bother? Who cares what I look like?
Who cares what anybody looks like?
Who cares about anything?
Not I. And golly Wally, that's all that fucking matters.
So keep your insignificant concerns and
totally trivial life crises to yourself.
You'll find no pity from my ice cold shoulder.
Oh and hey, if you don't like my attitude,
Guess what?
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