i want it
i don't want to
ugh, i'm miserable.
i hate today. asdfghjkl;'
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i want it
i don't want to
ugh, i'm miserable.
i hate today. asdfghjkl;'
no.
I feel like saying I hate oranges, but oranges are here a metaphor for my own state of mind. On the other hand, I need to get past this, so . . . I'm off to eat some oranges, bitches.
Ok, then Stalin. (Which means 'man of steel'. Now you know!)
I'm off to pwn apples in their own N00B base. laterz.
Heh, heh, HEH!
I, am, done with IT!!!
You damn big word-loving guy, you.
WHAT HAVE I BECOME?
MY SWEETEST FRIEND?
AND YOU COULD HAVE IT ALL...
MY EMPIRE OF DIRT!
I WILL LEEEET YOU DOWN.
I WILL MAKE YOU HURT!
(Just singing the music I'm listening to)
fear is op
I wanna ride a big wombat.
I would like to boisterously proclaim my greatest action this day ere I go: perambulation.
Reality check...DO A REALITY CHECK.
NOW.
Ok, nose pinched.
Again.
Drat, I'm sure I'm awake this time.
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Originally Posted by Catbus
My joy
I'm tired! But! Going to see Clash of the Titans tonite. Can't wait! Suppose to be good. I need more caffeine.
We live a beautifully fucked up world. Reminds me of prostitutes....
.
What an ugly victory.
meh :drink:
Hey, guess what?
I ain't 'fraid o' no ghost!
I'm watching a game that already happened but it's like fuck I know what happens and it's good but the players don't know it and I feel all powerful cause I can tell the future.
"Your lipstick stays..."
I was there when the bear ate his head, thought it was a candy.
Everyone goes in the end.
Knock knock on the door, who's it for? there's nobody in here.
Look in the mirror my friend.
I once ate a saw, it tasted quite bloody
Went down my gullet and came out quite cruddy
It cut me up inside, brought my innards out
It's an analogy for hate; cut that shit out
A Snail's Musings on One Slimey Saturday Night
Oh, how I hate life.
Trapped in this container.
Trapped in this shell.
My expressions go unheard,
My love, unseen.
Oh this life
When will my agony end?