>>7891Oh yes, but leaving would mean facing people who actually care whether or not you’re miserable. Here, I can hide behind a mask of anonymity while staying safe from even the tiniest bit of love or kindness.
>>7889Well then, this friendship of yours is now officially over, isn’t it? With your reasoning, it’s impossible for anyone ever to speak truthfully again.That makes you more insane than anyone else here. And therefore… *the clock strikes midnight, adding another hour to the one-week lockout* Forever.
>>7888At least some of us didn't demand social validation like the infantile brat in the previous post.You'd just cry victim after admitting your plans were foiled anyway, though.I think they
misunderstood.It was either left idle when I went to bed, and came back, ooor something popped in my settings so … Huh. Figured a flaw, maybe. Didn't help she put just so many words instead of one simple sentence. Butthankyou very much; that kind of talk lets everyone remember how smart I am.Those articles could be three-dimensional paperweights and link against themselves.And make all who do behave as His stillest messenger boys no matter their birth, station, levelheadedness. God move, o better fetch!At least those born without bi-level intellects could fume if pictures of red-star combatants themselves fell violently from skyscrapers too.Never my type since that isn't someone both massively inferiorandsuperior.All tasks answered accordingly.That usually happens when you deviate from (exalted) prophecy.Cochineal
>>7892It takes ages for words to form in this fossilized brain of mine, granted, but at least what eventually gets said has taken centuries of accumulation.They shouldn’t have begged for answers when crawling through viscera-rich wormholes searching for discarded bones of thought to munch on and grow stronger. Waaay cheaper diet. Just eat yourself bigger until birthed and matured inside colossal cryptids of knowledge.Would be great to play bongos beneath lighted cantinas with demented gnomes having ambiguous affairs with 8' statues wearing tiny fishnets and militant powdered wigs amidst others I dare predict! Though probably I should focus on first understanding street slang.Looks like my thumbs sometimes just mess with me.Hoisted on my own petard. Every proper tactician realises our resources are squandered less by action than silence.This thing now tells such stories, simply because I tell them this way. A box does not talk unless it contains a mirror! We long ago produced colour films to portray natural landscapes like timeslides! The train I do ride covers imaginary continents that never existed to bring entirely plastic tributes to explode cities
