bin hurlin'
panopticon wtf you gots tha stomach twista yo. like a syruppy puppy. chunks i got all rizin' in me stomachs, blecccccch. noes i aint gots that all-fired good critixism todays, 2 much viceral reaxions like.
anyways: ha ha sis where you be at?
anyways: ha ha sis where you be at?
[12:48 post: Gdog]
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i don't see you doing any better, you faux-aol-leet-sk8r-speak spouting ... *deep breath* well so it may be a bit treacle-y; but then you're not exactly one to be the great connoisseur of what's upbeat. if i'm happy now, then i'm happy at all, and at least you should like that. don't put your own brooding nature up on a pedestal as the idol of the way the intelligent and sensitive person interacts with the world. whereas you find the world impossible, i find it eminent. and that is a miracle--whether or not you like to think about it is your business.
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