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Stimulation overload account for it
Desensitized by the mass amounts of shit
I've seen it, I've been it
Can't delete it, feels like jail
Full Moon in the klink
Shining, don't sleep
Surveillance post my bail
Statuses
'Tis hard to say, if greater Want of Skill Appear in Writing or in Judging ill; But, of the two, less dang'rous is th' Offence,
Vampires.
Why is Reddit like that? https://rense.com/general95/swartz.html
I get most of my webcomic ideas from nightmares I have. The rest I steal from Garfield.
Bury me with ol' jim beam and I'll be on my hell-ride. You don't have to feel no feelings inside, down to hell is my final destination.
This shit don't mean nothing to me.
I survived because the fire inside burned brighter than the fire around me. And so can you.
The cruelty inherent in the community trickles down to the least deserving. Social capital collects at the top to those more equal than you.
I have no glasses and I must read.
Never forget who you are <3
This world is beautiful and wonderful and the people in it seem to be quiet kind from time to time.
I chat with internet users, I don't argue with redditors, and if no one is online. I keep my yap shut.
The shape of the internet must be some kind of hyper-zochihedron for it seems to have an infinite amount of corner for people to call theirs
They spend every day wishing that everyone was the same, and it's that wish that keeps them from being special.
Behind these eyes a familiar child... I take her hand and she finally smiles... I will do better in the morning...
Be gentle with yourself as you uncover Your best kept secrets yet to be discovered In stillness, girl, clear waters to the bottom
It is recognized that you have a funny sense of fun.
"Yes, I know the secrets of the circuitry mind. It's a flaming wonder, telepath."
She talks kinda lazy And people say she's crazy And her life's a mystery but love grows where my Rosemary goes and nobody knows like me...