I'm posting this here because I spent too much time writing it to only have it read on one site.
Valentine's Day - By Far, the Biggest Crock of Fecal in the Universe
Each year, Valentine's Day (that's February 14th for you uncultured peons, although it's better that you don't know that) rolls around. This "holiday" or occasion - and I use both of these...
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Valentine's Day - By Far, the Biggest Crock of Fecal in the Universe
Each year, Valentine's Day (that's February 14th for you uncultured peons, although it's better that you don't know that) rolls around. This "holiday" or occasion - and I use both of these...
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link:
here's to the other v-day... I've hated Valentine's Day since elementary school, where we were forced to play the social game with classmates, and force them upon each other, like one happy kiddie commune. I didn't like those little brats much, cept for a select few, and I was always disappointed with the valentines I got. Nothing ever mushy, just bullshit cards with bullshit commercial driven cartoon characters. I don't like Garfield this much to this day because of Feb. 14th. He and Odie and Nermal can fight over Jon's cack and all those little heart candies can choke infants on their chalky constipation inducing flavor.
lunna:
I loved you, and you were too caught up in yourself to ever even notice.
Fuck you.
Fuck you.
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smith:
Hi! Yeah, what a shitty feeling. fukfuk2thatchick.
link:
cleansing flames.
The following are extremely swell ideas that should have been thought of long before my brother (and, to a lesser extent, myself) came up with them (although I do take credit for turning the mile-long zeppelin into more than just a floating dopesmoking paradise):
SCRAPE AND GAPE
The only abortion clinic where you can watch as a fetus is unceremoniously (and violently) wrenched from a...
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SCRAPE AND GAPE
The only abortion clinic where you can watch as a fetus is unceremoniously (and violently) wrenched from a...
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FARGOTIAN SHIP
WITH WEINERHOLE COMMANDING
ALL HAIL THE NEW RACE
WITH WEINERHOLE COMMANDING
ALL HAIL THE NEW RACE
I'm falling in love.
It's grand.
It's grand.
Why, oh WHY, did I bother replying.
Please, omnipotent thing called god, enlighten me not as to the meaning of life and the universe; instead, provide me with an explanation of why I'm so damned stupid.
Please, omnipotent thing called god, enlighten me not as to the meaning of life and the universe; instead, provide me with an explanation of why I'm so damned stupid.
Hey, whaddya know? I feel fucking FANTASTIC today. I attribute it to the bottle of red wine I drank last night.
w00t.
w00t.
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kestrel:
I didn't get anything tattooed on my chest, and I like Flash.
smith:
I saw it. It was a tattoo(tm).
I got pissed, and then melancholy, and then indifferent, and now I'm just sad and loathesome after drinking a bottle of red wine kindly donated by Link.
The below quote rates as quite possibly the most hurtful, unpleasant, and infuriating statement anyone's ever said to me.
Perhaps I'm lucky that's the only thing that's ever really had that effect.
The horizon of tomorrow appears bleak.
The below quote rates as quite possibly the most hurtful, unpleasant, and infuriating statement anyone's ever said to me.
Perhaps I'm lucky that's the only thing that's ever really had that effect.
The horizon of tomorrow appears bleak.
kestrel:
You forgot the quote, silly.
I assume it's the same from the previous entry.
I assume it's the same from the previous entry.
"It really pains me to see how much of a wreck your emotional state is due to your infatuation with me."
I don't know whether to weep or sit here confounded, hurt, and completely astonished by that statement.
I don't know whether to weep or sit here confounded, hurt, and completely astonished by that statement.
link:
Drink up good Sir. And know that you are a better man than most. A more honest, thoughtful, and intelligent man than most. Good things come, my friend.
kestrel:
Wow. I'd be pissed.
And THEN weep.
And THEN weep.
Yay, so my Windows partition died today upon reboot due to a colossal fuck-up on my part about three weeks ago that involved the accidental deletion of ntldr.sys and boot.ini while lost in a sea of different windows.
Truth be told, I'm not that broken up about it, except that now I can't play Call of Duty and Photoshop is not at my immediate disposal....
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Truth be told, I'm not that broken up about it, except that now I can't play Call of Duty and Photoshop is not at my immediate disposal....
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Here's to plowing through the perpetual trials of human existence; to swell with false promises of love; to premonitions of failure; to hope, and the emptiness it brings; to smoking a cigarette while reading about Anathema and Armageddon; to the painter and her unrest while dreaming beside me; to violent bouts of self-loathing and fleeting moments of unprecedented clarity; to building Zeppelins sans swastikas and...
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Pipers worldwide love Bruegel !