Not that I am claiming to be not one of them, but gosh.
Obnoxious are women who update their facebook status with daily countdowns for their wedding day. I can tolerate maybe once or twice in a while, but seriously, everyday? It's annoying and so not cute.
On another side of the coin --
I'm sick of self. I gaze inward and see nothing but rotten droppings, sickness and wretchedness. Pascal is right; We seek after happiness and truth, and we are incapable of achieving either in self. It's interesting how it is not low self-esteem but high self-esteem which brings about this helpless feeling of despair in self.
It is not merely aggression turned inward like Freud says; we direct the best of us inward, placing our highest hopes in ourselves. But in doing so, we find only hatred, loneliness, despair, rage, ruin, and decay... how unfortunate then is this man!
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