I couldn't stop thinking
So I drank until the thoughts stopped
I couldn't stop feeling
So I worked until my brain blistered
I couldn't hear you anymore
So I made a hundred playlists about you
I couldn't stand not knowing
So I went to an office building by the highway
After steeling my nerves
And asked,
"What the fuck is wrong with me?"
I couldn't find relief in knowing
I couldn't find relief
I couldn't see you anymore
So I gouged out my eyes
I couldn't feel you anymore
So I threw myself down a mountain
I couldn't hold you anymore
So I bought a weighted blank
I couldn't couldn't anymore
What is the Stantonian Association of Interesting People?
My friends, this blog is dedicated to those men and women who go out of their way to be remarkably interesting. In other words, all of those fascinating Stanton students (or, in the rarest of cases, students from other schools) can join this blog to appreciate creative writing developed by us students. I, Braden Beaudreau, the creator of this blog, will post my past, present, and future works on this website, and those who join and comment will get the same opportunities. May all of you live in happiness and peace, and never forget: being interesting is the only way to stand out from the masses.
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