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My truth for tonight..... There are somethings.... You just like... no matter if they make any sense at all.
Let's have at least one bullshit-free thread. Make a statement that is utterly true. It can be about anything or anyone. Just say something that isn't a lie.
I occasionally hear voices calling my name. But don't worry! the last Doctor I spoke to says I am just hearing things!.......
*Snogs you cause you're just adorable
I love writing more, now, than I ever have before.
The more I love writing, the easier it happens.
My thighs are bigger than what hollywood says they should be, and more luscious than just about anyone's in the movies
Uncharted 2 had the best dialog and voice acting in any game I've ever played.
(hey, not all truths are big truths)
I am feeling lately more and more disaffected with this place. Once it was a source of fun and entertainment for me. Not so much anymore. Once I felt like I was in the thick of things, now I feel like more of an outsider.
I still have a few stories going on, though not many. Maybe that's part of it.
But I also feel like people I thought I knew aren't who or what I thought them to be. That's probably my fault. They can only be what they are.
I don't know what this means. Maybe the time will come soon when I just don't care to log in here anymore. Maybe I just need something to get enthused about again. Maybe this is just a sign of starting into depression again.
I am feeling lately more and more disaffected with this place. Once it was a source of fun and entertainment for me. Not so much anymore. Once I felt like I was in the thick of things, now I feel like more of an outsider.
I still have a few stories going on, though not many. Maybe that's part of it.
But I also feel like people I thought I knew aren't who or what I thought them to be. That's probably my fault. They can only be what they are.
I don't know what this means. Maybe the time will come soon when I just don't care to log in here anymore. Maybe I just need something to get enthused about again. Maybe this is just a sign of starting into depression again.
I love writing more, now, than I ever have before.
The more I love writing, the easier it happens.
My thighs are bigger than what hollywood says they should be, and more luscious than just about anyone's in the movies
Uncharted 2 had the best dialog and voice acting in any game I've ever played.
(hey, not all truths are big truths)
I am feeling lately more and more disaffected with this place. Once it was a source of fun and entertainment for me. Not so much anymore. Once I felt like I was in the thick of things, now I feel like more of an outsider.
I still have a few stories going on, though not many. Maybe that's part of it.
But I also feel like people I thought I knew aren't who or what I thought them to be. That's probably my fault. They can only be what they are.
I don't know what this means. Maybe the time will come soon when I just don't care to log in here anymore. Maybe I just need something to get enthused about again. Maybe this is just a sign of starting into depression again.
I....Hate...Bigots!!!
I really do think that most of you are fucking bonkers. I don't mean it affectionately.
I really do think that most of you are fucking bonkers. I don't mean it affectionately.
I'm fairly confident that, since I don't know who "bonkers" is, that I am not fucking him/her. But I can't speak for anyone else.
I really do think that most of you are fucking bonkers. I don't mean it affectionately.