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>an albino, a mulatto, a mosquito, my libido
Song about outcasts and his (most likely loser) squeeze becomes anthem for chads and stacys to party to

carlo michelstaedter actually has a great part on forcing a specific “emption” (specifically in sorrow) and it inherently missing the goal in the early rhetoric part of his book, i believe.
Check it out before your next self wallowing.