It's quite exciting...


Rejection.Rejection ~~~~~~~~~ The blade of rejection is always the sharpest. Every cut it makes, Deep and indiscriminate, Tearing all at will. It knows no precision; The messiest cuts get the job done. The wielder knows the power he or she holds. But they do not know The Magnitude Of the pain that they cause, Nor do they care. If their Cutting,Rejection.
Ripping, Tearing Hurts an innocent person, They'd rather not think about it. If they do, they write it off as "for the best." But who is it best for? If the blade happens to rip a girl from he


A Word to an Absent FatherA Word to an Absent Father ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~A Word to an Absent Father
I have nothing to say to you. What do you say to a person who isn't there? To someone who missed your first steps, Your first lost tooth, The day you nearly died in a car crash And had to go to two different hospitals Because the first one let you bleed internally? I have no words for a person Whom I have only seen twice in my life, And don't know anything about. What are you supposed to say to them When they come back into your life unannounced? There's nothing I have to say to you. No, not one word


The Mystery of my MadnessThe Mystery of My Madness ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~The Mystery of my Madness
I'm quite sure I'm mad. Not angry, not upset, Just completely and utterly Out of my mind. I feel so foreign, Out of my element... (whatever element THAT is). I know I don't belong, Yet I am determined to exist. Candy doesn't need a purpose. Do I have one? If so, I hope it reveals itself. I sometimes want to rip myself to shreds, Just to see if I'm real, And so I can see if I feel everything. I want to feel real. Why am I cursed with a burning curiosity? Why must I always question


To be Continued...To Be Continued ~~~~~~~~~~~~~To be Continued...
There's more to it than this. There has to be, There's no way that this is it. Somewhere, somehow, Something is calling me, Telling me to come and find it, To come and see That there's more, That there's something other than this. I know I am real. Are you?
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Never say goodbye, because saying goodbye means never seeing you again and never seeing you again is something I don't think I can do.
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Who is Gwak Dundertook?
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Tagliatelle is a type of noodle and grande means "big" in Italian. If you don't do what I say, I get to hit you with the tagliatelle grande, which I've heard is an unpleasant and somewhat sticky experience.
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"Aww, he didn't say anything about Goggi's techno-rape..."
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Tagliatelle is a type of noodle and grande means "big" in Italian. If you don't do what I say, I get to hit you with the tagliatelle grande, which I've heard is an unpleasant and somewhat sticky experience.
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Tagliatelle is a type of noodle and grande means "big" in Italian. If you don't do what I say, I get to hit you with the tagliatelle grande, which I've heard is an unpleasant and somewhat sticky experience.
--
"Aww, he didn't say anything about Goggi's techno-rape..."
--
Tagliatelle is a type of noodle and grande means "big" in Italian. If you don't do what I say, I get to hit you with the tagliatelle grande, which I've heard is an unpleasant and somewhat sticky experience.
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"Aww, he didn't say anything about Goggi's techno-rape..."
So, how are you?
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Tagliatelle is a type of noodle and grande means "big" in Italian. If you don't do what I say, I get to hit you with the tagliatelle grande, which I've heard is an unpleasant and somewhat sticky experience.
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