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amygdala hijack

about internet crime


a true story and tragedy in 5 acts







O me! what eyes hath love put in my head,

Which have no correspondence with true sight!

Or, if they have, where is my judgment fled,

That censures falsely what they see aright?

If that be fair whereon my false eyes dote,

What means the world to say it is not so?

If it be not, then love doth well denote

Love’s eye is not so true as all men’s: no,

How can it? O how can love’s eye be true,

That is so vexed with watching and with tears?

No marvel then, though I mistake my view;

The sun itself sees not till heaven clears.

  O cunning love! With tears thou keep’st me blind,

  Lest eyes well seeing thy foul faults should find.


William Shakespeare Sonnett 148




and listen to

radiohead - exit music for a film


















and listen to

damien rice - the blower's daughter






and listen to

radiohead - high and dry







[17:09, 12.4.2017]...and...give me my heart back now
original conversation


and listen to

my chemical romance - i don't love you


When after all this time that you still owe
You're still a good-for-nothing I don't know,
So take your gloves and get out,
Better get out
While you can

When you go
And would you even turn to say,
I don't love you
Like I did

..and so it is...









..don't ever think I'll make you try to stay...