You need to make an impact on those around you to really be noticed. No such thing as bad publicity and my drunken self made sure to abuse this right. Screaming obscenities and looking for a fight is a way to be recognized… as crazy. It is a start and it’s far more acceptable than the mild mannered forgettable guy in the corner. All I would ever need is a pair of thick rimmed glasses and a tan business suit and I’d be more able to go for the superhero angle than someone who creates waves. Deserves to be listened to. All I ever wanted was someone to care about the thoughts I had. I thought I was profound and revolutionary in my own right. I thought I could make things better for the people of my life. Just writing this is probably me mocking myself.

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