mmccciv

  1st, you need a
  reason for existence.

  I wake up one morning,
  feel like such an

*ugly human being. Do I
  care? Of course I do,

  trammeled, as it were
 (I so hate this part)

  I think, pummeled as I
  am (I so hate this part),

  with every other fist
  in every other sea
  (the great blue sea)

  along with all of the
  fishes of this heresy.

*idiot, a miserable failure,
  rotten to the very core.

  Dare I care?
  Of course I do.

  (At least I think I do.)