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I felt despair. The word__ overused and banalified now, despair, but it__ a serious word, and I__ using it seriously. For me it denotes a simple admixture _ a weird yearning for death combined with a crushing sense of my own smallness and futility that presents as a fear of death. It__ maybe close to what people call dread or angst. But it__ not these things, quite. It__ more like wanting to die in order to escape the unbearable feeling of becoming aware that I__ small and weak and selfish and going without any doubt at all to die. It__ wanting to jump overboard.
David Foster Wallace A Supposedly Fun Thing I'll Never Do Again: Essays and Arguments
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I felt despair. The word__ overused and banalified now, despair, but it__ a serious word, and I__ using it seriously. For me it denotes a simple admixture _ a weird yearning for death combined with a crushing sense of my own smallness and futility that presents as a fear of death. It__ maybe close to what people call dread or angst. But it__ not these things, quite. It__ more like wanting to die in order to escape the unbearable feeling of becoming aware that I__ small and weak and selfish and going without any doubt at all to die. It__ wanting to jump overboard.
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A Supposedly Fun Thing I'll Never Do Again: Essays and Arguments

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