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- It had already begun, the robots were invading every space of my knowledge and consciousness, it was in the darkness of my dorm room sealed off
- from the rest of society that I had succumbed to the social ills that had plagued me thus far. It sent me whirling into a green vortex
- of whiskey and vomit, headfirst and haphazardly into the great portal of unnerving complacency. It was a surrealistic moment there in the
- reception room, my stomach attempting to claw its way out of my throat and onto the floor. With every desperate attempt made by the poor
- organ against the rotting bones within my body I felt the urge to cry in deeper and agonizing pain. The very linoleum of the floor
- spiked up at me, thrashing against the constraints of perceived reality. The world was mad at me, it had deep contempt for the isolation
- I had achieved within my room. Society was furious at me, the broken and discarded clog that managed to dislodge itself from the confines
- of the machine. All angsty cliches aside, the contempt upon the nurse's face as she witnessed my vomit covered visage was enough
- proof for my thesis.
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