it hasn't started to rain yet and i'm only slightly anxious and nervous, so i figured i would calm my nerves by saying something useless.
british rap is probably the funniest thing i have ever heard in my life. take for example the streets. i highly recommend you download something by them so we can have a nice conversation about this at a later time.
of course, this is assuming that we totally won't lose power for a few days.
this is also assuming that we're alive at a later time.
only slightly anxious, like i said.
alise: if you pooped ice cream, would you eat it?
i really didn't know how to answer.
i don't think steinmart will be open tomorrow either.
there's no excuses my friend; let's push things forward.
it looks creepy outside.
how about a poem? hmm? would that be nice?
"Sunspot"
Blisters and the summer -
Oh, it's always such a perfect match.
Bleeding in infinity
For the heartbreak that we know shall come,
And when the hour for ending
Again does hatch,
You will realize that our swansong
Shall never be done.
This beauty we share
Will always last.
Blisters and the summer -
What a crystal match.
in the few seconds it took me to copy and paste the above, it turned gray as hell. i'm out.
you're in my prayers.
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Merci for the prayers! And I will check out the streets as soo as possible. As to the storm, don't worry, be happy! Oooo oOo Ooo Ee ooo. Ooooo OOoo ooo Ee ooo. Don't worry, be happy! Alright, I'm done. See you on the light side. *tips hat*
Uh...no, I would not eat my poop ice cream.
-X
Oh, BTW, I would not eat my poop if it was ice cream, because it'd be excriment and threrefore ice cream would be a byproduct of my digestive system, yummy, huh? And I checked out the streets, very cool stuff. Kinda like reggae and rap fused.
Dream did.
-Dream's sis
too bad. you'll live on in our asymptotes, dream park.
Thanks man.
-Boat
no problem.
really. no problem.
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