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Panic At The Disco eg ClownWorld SpyTown

Cut the lights, peer out the curtain of your apartment. That car has been sitting outside for a few days now. It could be nothing, but it's probably not. Chances are, that is sitting there waiting for you to slip up and be shown as vulnerable. Nothing is a coincidence, especially not unmarked black suvs with tinted windows.

Carry your shotgun everywhere, call your girlfriend over, invite your "friends" with Russian accents from across the hall. End it all before it ends you. Is your girlfriend working with the KGB? Are your phone and laptop tapped? Is snapchat putting your face into a global database used at grocery stores to track each customer and alert the managers to any potential shoplifting threats? Yes, all of those things are probably true.

Don't tweet about how you feel. Don't write a blog like this. Everything you say or do is being tracked and stored now. That thought you almost sent in a facebook message but then erased? Saved and stored. That time your tape fell off your webcam momentarily before you reattached it? Your face and reaction time was recorded and uploaded.

Everything reaction is linked to every input now, and the difference is how your brain functions. Record all the inputs and observe the output and eventually your entire psychology is mapped out. This is happening as you read. Your words read per minute by how long you stay on this site and how you scroll. Your heart rate is being measured by that fitbit or apple watch, and your posture and movement and all surrounding audio is being interpreted by the gyroscopes and microphones in your phone.

Receipts are force-feeding you xenoestrogens. Non-BPA plastic is everywhere slaughtering your sperm. Chemtrails are making you psychotic. Your psychiatrist is vacationing off of money he gets by recommending drugs that lobotomize you and turn you into the next school shooter. Your frontal lobe is dead and your ability to love has been destroyed. Your gut has been poisoned by processed foods and dyes that have left you depressed and neurotic. There is no hope left and nobody is coming to save you.

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