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I got this new phone today. Please do all congratulate me. I like...
And I'm like drunk as well. I thought you should know. A buncha people I don't know. Or EVER EVER EVER meet in my whole life. You should know I'm intoxicated. Reward my obsessiveness and blatant stupidity by voting me in the notable election.
And I'm in love with this girl. She looked at me, and I think you should all know about it because you might be able to help me even though I don't know you. Which makes it rather stupid.
Ooo ooo don't forget I'm depressed. I like hurting myself and crying and thinking about death, and being border-line suicidal. And not having emotions.
I'm not religious or believe in an after-life because I'm morbid and black dark hole. DEATH. It dosen't stop me arguing about religion though.
How do you know your stressed? I mean like, Oh my life!!
I'm not exactly poor. My relationships with people are ok. I do have a P.C after all and a phone. And loads of games and DVD's. And speak to allot of people on the internet instead (What a substitute).
I STILL CANT FIND THE CORRELATION FOR MY UNHAPPYNESS!!!
I feel alone and unhappy amid my riches. I'm a bit thick as well see.
It's not like I live in an under-developed county or anything.
Y'know what I really wanna know why I'm depressed! I like staying up all night and being an insomniac and telling everyone about my personal acheivements because your aknowledgement makes a whole lotta difference.
Heh, these internet relationships are rather fulfilling. Lets expand on them. Because if you say something bad, at the end of the day, Your just in the P.C. But if you say something good. My self-esteem hyperinflates.
You're the guy in the P.C at the end of the day.
And I'm like drunk as well. I thought you should know. A buncha people I don't know. Or EVER EVER EVER meet in my whole life. You should know I'm intoxicated. Reward my obsessiveness and blatant stupidity by voting me in the notable election.
And I'm in love with this girl. She looked at me, and I think you should all know about it because you might be able to help me even though I don't know you. Which makes it rather stupid.
Ooo ooo don't forget I'm depressed. I like hurting myself and crying and thinking about death, and being border-line suicidal. And not having emotions.
I'm not religious or believe in an after-life because I'm morbid and black dark hole. DEATH. It dosen't stop me arguing about religion though.
How do you know your stressed? I mean like, Oh my life!!
I'm not exactly poor. My relationships with people are ok. I do have a P.C after all and a phone. And loads of games and DVD's. And speak to allot of people on the internet instead (What a substitute).
I STILL CANT FIND THE CORRELATION FOR MY UNHAPPYNESS!!!
I feel alone and unhappy amid my riches. I'm a bit thick as well see.
It's not like I live in an under-developed county or anything.
Y'know what I really wanna know why I'm depressed! I like staying up all night and being an insomniac and telling everyone about my personal acheivements because your aknowledgement makes a whole lotta difference.
Heh, these internet relationships are rather fulfilling. Lets expand on them. Because if you say something bad, at the end of the day, Your just in the P.C. But if you say something good. My self-esteem hyperinflates.
You're the guy in the P.C at the end of the day.
This post is great.
English_Bloke wrote:
> Azul wrote:
> No prizes for guessing the name of the main offender, either.
>
> Who?
Change that to "offenders"
> Azul wrote:
> No prizes for guessing the name of the main offender, either.
>
> Who?
Change that to "offenders"
I like you.
In an ironic twist I will now look out for your names on the forum :P
In an ironic twist I will now look out for your names on the forum :P
I'm lost!!
English_Bloke wrote:
> Azul wrote:
> No prizes for guessing the name of the main offender, either.
>
> Who?
Well who continuously gibbers on about "ooh, I'm so vein/vane/vain/whateverthehellitis, there's this girl, a blab"
A clue - he's Scottish.
:)
> Azul wrote:
> No prizes for guessing the name of the main offender, either.
>
> Who?
Well who continuously gibbers on about "ooh, I'm so vein/vane/vain/whateverthehellitis, there's this girl, a blab"
A clue - he's Scottish.
:)
Would the name be cleverly woven in to the thread?
Azul wrote:
> No prizes for guessing the name of the main offender, either.
Who?
> No prizes for guessing the name of the main offender, either.
Who?
I wish I was drunk.
no matter, I will be soon.
no matter, I will be soon.
It's funny because it's 110% true.
No prizes for guessing the name of the main offender, either.
No prizes for guessing the name of the main offender, either.
I got this new phone today. Please do all congratulate me. I like...
And I'm like drunk as well. I thought you should know. A buncha people I don't know. Or EVER EVER EVER meet in my whole life. You should know I'm intoxicated. Reward my obsessiveness and blatant stupidity by voting me in the notable election.
And I'm in love with this girl. She looked at me, and I think you should all know about it because you might be able to help me even though I don't know you. Which makes it rather stupid.
Ooo ooo don't forget I'm depressed. I like hurting myself and crying and thinking about death, and being border-line suicidal. And not having emotions.
I'm not religious or believe in an after-life because I'm morbid and black dark hole. DEATH. It dosen't stop me arguing about religion though.
How do you know your stressed? I mean like, Oh my life!!
I'm not exactly poor. My relationships with people are ok. I do have a P.C after all and a phone. And loads of games and DVD's. And speak to allot of people on the internet instead (What a substitute).
I STILL CANT FIND THE CORRELATION FOR MY UNHAPPYNESS!!!
I feel alone and unhappy amid my riches. I'm a bit thick as well see.
It's not like I live in an under-developed county or anything.
Y'know what I really wanna know why I'm depressed! I like staying up all night and being an insomniac and telling everyone about my personal acheivements because your aknowledgement makes a whole lotta difference.
Heh, these internet relationships are rather fulfilling. Lets expand on them. Because if you say something bad, at the end of the day, Your just in the P.C. But if you say something good. My self-esteem hyperinflates.
You're the guy in the P.C at the end of the day.
And I'm like drunk as well. I thought you should know. A buncha people I don't know. Or EVER EVER EVER meet in my whole life. You should know I'm intoxicated. Reward my obsessiveness and blatant stupidity by voting me in the notable election.
And I'm in love with this girl. She looked at me, and I think you should all know about it because you might be able to help me even though I don't know you. Which makes it rather stupid.
Ooo ooo don't forget I'm depressed. I like hurting myself and crying and thinking about death, and being border-line suicidal. And not having emotions.
I'm not religious or believe in an after-life because I'm morbid and black dark hole. DEATH. It dosen't stop me arguing about religion though.
How do you know your stressed? I mean like, Oh my life!!
I'm not exactly poor. My relationships with people are ok. I do have a P.C after all and a phone. And loads of games and DVD's. And speak to allot of people on the internet instead (What a substitute).
I STILL CANT FIND THE CORRELATION FOR MY UNHAPPYNESS!!!
I feel alone and unhappy amid my riches. I'm a bit thick as well see.
It's not like I live in an under-developed county or anything.
Y'know what I really wanna know why I'm depressed! I like staying up all night and being an insomniac and telling everyone about my personal acheivements because your aknowledgement makes a whole lotta difference.
Heh, these internet relationships are rather fulfilling. Lets expand on them. Because if you say something bad, at the end of the day, Your just in the P.C. But if you say something good. My self-esteem hyperinflates.
You're the guy in the P.C at the end of the day.