Jeez that’s so sarcastic. Since you don’t listen to System of a Down is it surprising when you WAKE UP you told me to SOMETHING THE SHAAAKE UUP you told me THEN THE MAKE UP you told me to TRUST NI MY SELFRIGHEOUS SUICIIIIDE I cry when angels deserve to die



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Or could you be imagined to reckon taking even such a spanning contusion in stride?


Congratulations you know stuff but use it to break no new ground


I mean, I think you are a sound wave that has been clipped. By that I mean that you weren’t existential on your path to a solution.



You get in technical conversations with that Russian guy and go to the top of Jacob’s ladder of specificity, insight, and I dare humorously mention sophistication and then stand on their shoulders to do something they would never have intended


Every time you stop and think your mother gives you a Pringle and that’s why we’re here. I no longer have Pringles. It’s a month too late for you.


You are the first-born child in your family. Your biggest fear was your little brother stealing something from you which I cannot quantify because I never got.


You say the tungsten burns out from the number of times you switch the flip and your brother says it only matters how long the light stays on. Your father which you more peacefully share is a deceased Armenian.


On the way to your brain information gets burped on and when you speak it gets burped on again


if you are a processor my microwave is a fast refrigerator



to be nice:


your true unspoken motivation is not weird at all and everyone feels like that moreover what the hell man, that’s basically a bodily function that happens in the brain how come you gotta turn it or it somehow embellish like a mobious strip never hesitating to rephrase your grammar



It confuses the nuts off your brother, who lives in your hell


And can’t tell whether it’s fashionable or not


You’re really hard to help but one more thing is two things: your Russian friend is a whale in the ocean. He dives into existentiality that is different from the air which you use to talk because fundamentally it’s not a gas waters a liquid. When he comes up for air and breaches the surface of the water and stops being existential it’s not a miracle it’s simply the way they’re born it’s like height. It’s not a feat or competitive decision or even (this is where they get ME) a joke. The way you harmonize is you have the opportunity to think non existentially while he’s being existential and vice versa. Don’t try to keep up with him in drinking vodka. I have intestinal worms would you like to keep up with ME in having intestinal worms? I thought so. ((I’m picking up a rx tomorrow) You’re not a mythical team of historically recorded landowners until you realize you don’t have to wait until he’s done talking to speak. You stare at him too much. It causes you to make illogical comments like when you compared me to drunk Dali and told me surrealism is revolutionary like I’m a girl and you’re making fun of my funny clothes I couldn’t have possibly chosen on purpose. The reference to Beckett was rather obscenely indicative you were talking about yourself which is pretty banal and doesn’t offend me whatsoever.



If you want to compare me to someone, say someone with a bad reputation. They were against whatever the fuck is going on in the world now. They were against my poverty, lack of rights, inability to afford legal representation, lack of land ownership, 12-hour workday, and domestic abuse. They were in favor my synthetic biology patents. Pol Pot or someone like that. I mean if it really takes a genius to flatter, would I have flattered you like this?