I want to ... I want to vote, no I don't! There is no one even close to moral! They are all so sickening! But I can't say that! I can't say that, ... Because ... Reasons! Because ... Reasons! I don't know! I don't know what I think! I don't know what I mean! I can't say that! I don't want people to laugh at me. No, that wouldn't be good. It wouldn't, because ... Because ... Because I don't know! Why do you hate me? I don't know what I mean! I don't get a self! I have to vote for someone, even though there are no good people running, because I don't want to be called names! I don't want to have my feelings hurt! What does this matter? Just vote, weirdo!
“I confess I do not believe in time. I like to fold my magic carpet, after use, in such a way as to superimpose one part of the pattern upon another. Let visitors trip. And the highest enjoyment of timelessness―in a landscape selected at random―is when I stand among rare butterflies and their food plants.- nabokov
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