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February 26, 2014
Charisma. Once upon a time, I longed to be like Alexander the Great, whose perspiration was said to have pheromones in them. I'd charm nations to my side and make their Kings and Queens love me. The world would be mine and bow before me.

But I hate the world.

But I hate the mindless hive-mind of the world.

But I hate the men and women who prostrate before me.

But I hate the gifts of emeralds and blood they rain upon my feet.

But I hate the.

The love they give me.

Go away, go away, I hate.