What was his problem?

What was his problem?

A rope.

pretentious fuck

Depression

Dave be cry

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That was the solution

*unzips bait*

He was 2 kewl 4 life.

The large bandage on his head suggests massive trauma.

David foster Wallace dying was the worst thing to happen to his career

psssshhhh, nothing ironic. kid
*teleports behind self with a rope

he had a limited selection of bandanas

depression, intellectual insecurity

>What was his problem?

This is LITERALLY how "movements" progress. If you think DFW had a problem, you should think about it, then write about it. That is progress!

Severely depressed and sincerely believed he was a fraud. It's a shame.

no, he "believed" it fraudulently in an attempt to pose as a sincere fraud

that dumb fuckin hippie bullshit he did to his hair could certainly not have helped his cause any

*best* thing to happen to his career.

He an hero'd himself into a legend.
If you don't think he wasn't aware of his suicide's impact on his legacy, you underestimate him as a writer.

Preached about sincerity and who we really are,basicly trying to communicate conciousness and ur shared life and how all of phylosophy,science and language(literature and literary what we say)are just absorbtions of urself and we basicly even sincerely feel lost together and sometimes and mostly even with urself.He saw ironic language as ur wall for both urself and others of eachother and how at most we only see eachother more as mask instead of what sincerely we are and what life might be.While trying to live in the most mundane banal existence he could fathom he tried to sustain to not be lonely and write what "human" is while worshipping language to be able enough to actualy communicate what he saw in us ,who we are
He literary tried to watch the parts of ur life that are lonely sad and banal he actualy built the world he lived in and life was what he saw all the disturbing stuff from one side and the boredom as air
he believe the life he wanted to see so he could communicate what was the great wall of ill that life was and he ended up believing to the point only that existed,a nightmarish soliptsistic dream that you controlled and tried to sustain.
Also his life and people around him sucked,beign friends with franzen must make you suicidal

This and going off his meds

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he was already legend status..

Legend as in revered status not legend as in Bigfoot status.

a complete lack of talent

yeah

for a board resided by writers, you write like shit. Reads like stream of consciousness from an Incoherant dribbling retard. I agree with you though.

>he can't spell "incoherent" and he capitalizes it to make sure we notice