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I want some honest opinions. 


I'm contemplating whether or not I should write a love letter to a girl, whom i'm pretty sure that doesn't think all to highly of me. 


So, I'm considering exposing my heart and receiving a blade, or just to enjoy watching from afar, forever.


I've always told others to put themselves out there, but i'm not sure if I should follow my own advice.


Well world, have at me!

Fuck I hate running my hand across a knife.


Not a noticeable cut this time.

Very rarely do I do this, but I think this one might be good.






Y'all should join this thing. Except for you @Trust (no longer online).


And by y'all, i mean @Trombone Geek and @mewbot5408. Its been a while since we've gotten together.

You're lucky i'm keeping my vow of being nice till new years. Anyways people perceptions is their own so your kensho & satori is different from mine. I'm sharper than many with Katana's,taichi's,Oadachi's,and Wakashi. Still you know anything about Horous hersey wodneirng might get into 40 k

Hold on, 


We're hitting shitpost (kindness)levels that shouldn't even be possible right now!


AAAAAAAAAAAGGGHHHH!!!

"PASS ME MY GODDAMN BAR SO I CAN SHOVE IT UP HER ASS."


Top fucking kek m80.





Mayhaps went 50% angry marine, mayhap even 70%.


@Legend

Dat dere's a roight and proppa pict- picth- GUBBIN! Ov a roight and proppa warboss!

(Of an 1900's meat packing factory, The Jungle, by Upton Sinclair.)


"One could not stand and watch very long without becoming philosophical, without beginning to deal in symbols and similes, and to hear the hog-squeal of the universe. Was it permitted to believe that there was nowhere upon the earth, or above the earth, a heaven for hogs, where they were requited for all this suffering ? Each one of these hogs was a separate creature. Some were white hogs, some were black ; some were brown, some were spotted ; some were old, some were young; some were long and lean, some were monstrous. And each of them had an individuality of his own, a will of his own, a hope and a heart's desire ; each was full of self-confidence, of self- importance, and a sense of dignity. And trusting and strong in faith he had gone about his business, the while a black shadow hung over him and a horrid Fate waited in his pathway. Now suddenly it had swooped upon him, and had seized him by the leg. Relentless, remorseless, it was ; all his protests, his screams, were nothing to it it did its cruel will with him, as if his wishes, his feelings, had simply no existence at all ; it cut his throat and watched him gasp out his life. And now was one to believe that there was nowhere a god of hogs, to whom this hog-personality was precious, to whom these hogsqueals and agonies had a meaning ? Who would take this hog into his arms and comfort him, reward him for his work well done, and show him the meaning of his sacrifice? Perhaps some glimpse of all this was in the thoughts of our humble-minded Jurgis (The subject of The Jungle, an immigrant), as he turned to go on with the rest of the party, and muttered : "Dieve but I'm glad I'm not a hog I " "


++Thought for the day++


There isn't a day in the world where you should want more of another than you can provide yourself.

On the internet, nobody knows you're Robbie Rotten, master of disguise!

Huh, my neighbors shoveled my part of the sidewalk today.


Must really be the season of giving.

It's been a snowstorm for 2 days straight here.


Time to shovel for the 2nd time today I guess.

Why is Ebay so heart wrenching and intense?

In the land of Yidris, Maelstrom Wielder, there is only second mainphase.

There is chaos within you.

You know, the world eaters used to have white and blue armor.


They're all red now. The newer recruits paint their armor, but the older ones...


That's dried blood. It takes the blood of thousands to carve a bloody legacy.


Remember that.

In the cold, freezing my hands, as I wait. Fun day, fun day.

Who's that Surprise Meteors guy again?

One can only yell so much before they realize that getting angry in a haunted house isn't the best idea.

I am back, with a new display name. Surprise Meteors is no more, now IKEA FURNICHURGEN TAKES HIS PLACE, AS THE TRUE MASTER OF THE NORDS (Which belongs to skyrim)

Yo dude, anything happening anytime soon with DSOTM? Sorry for the pestering but I was just wondering : /

Seems like this site it dead.


Well, plenty of time for the new Overwatch Update, eh?

Chance's thrown, nothing's free.


Longing for what used to be.


Still it's hard, hard to see.


Fragile lives, shattered dreams.

Uhhh, I can't respond to your RP :|

It's hard coming up with ways to use the bathroom when your character's armor is fused to their skin.


The troubles of being an eternal warrior.