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What am I supposed to think about to keep from thinking about [redacted]?

I used to redact things out of stories on wattpad. Until somebody asked me “Why do you redact things?” and then I guess it just wasn’t as funny to me anymore.

It wasn’t really funny to begin with, I guess.

I could tell you why I did it, but that would ruin the joke for myself. You’re not missing out on much. It’s not a good joke. I don’t have a good sense of humor.

And who ruins the flow of a story just to make a joke for themselves, anyway? Me, I guess.

It’s stupid.

I do a lot of stupid things. I think a lot of stupid things. Sometimes I listen to the Columbine 911 calls and think especially stupid things like, “I wish I was caught in a mass shooting and died. Then I could die without having to do anything.” And yes, I know that’s in really poor taste to say. I know it’s ghoulish and I know it’s disrespectful of all the people who have died in mass shootings.

It’s a thing that I think though, because I’m not brave enough to [redacted].

So since I’m not, what am I supposed to think about to keep from thinking about it?

Should I think about baking?

Should I think about Jordan Peterson?

Should I think about romance novels?

Should I think about stupid internet drama?

Or lolcow?

Or reddit?

No no no no no.

The internet makes me

BAM

Abstraction doesn’t make this any deeper than it actually is. It’s just a [redacted] [redacted] who doesn’t even want to be [redacted].