I’ve been feeling particularly vulnerable lately and I find it therapeutic to make fun of other people. My sense of self-esteem is so low that I’m actually reduced to dissing people who don’t deserve it. These folks are just doing their best to share a beautiful moment with us. It’s indicative of how callous I’ve become (though I claim vulnerability)  that this heartfelt performance makes me nauseous. I hate what I’ve become. I’m a product of the new digital disconnect. I need to start doing drugs again.
 

 
Via Village Voice