In the chain was no reaction, no fears for exited passions, just a plate waiting for some well worn mouth's full of sour grapes, and the wine was almost black, her eyes colored in paint, as she muttered: Just you wait.
When he is I jump upwards as fast as possible, yet gravity is a bitch or beach. So the writer in me gets finger cramps. It is nice to be at the helm of a device and launch like urine into outer space. Your fun times will end with a splash she said. I had all the equipment lined up on the shelves. Great place for starting a new world hell. It pleases the other guy and those men who knew exactly and that's when this scary story began! Simpsons on Shaksphere:
A big part of Bill Hole for me was how quickly I grew to care about him and my mixed feelings about his different ways were emotional for me about the character. He was lovable, but I wasn't sure why? I didn't think he was really a stupid person, but perhaps more enlightened than most. Sometimes I wished to be him, but my disgust of his apparent simplicity put me at odds with him as being as a man who never experienced much discontent due to his disposition.
It is not an easy place to run into you have to look for years and that's idiotic even to my fucking self. I know its crazy to find something like that. Yet then I actually saw a sign that I was right and that was just fine with me. Now you can laugh at me no more who ever you are.
Viollessa Island is more like and its hidden deep in the earth where caves are frequent.
It is time for planet violessa, somewhere on Earth. Now at historic lows in its history there is only one place left for it.
Likely somewhere else unless the Top of the Hill turns into the perfect base for travels. It loses some enchantment recently. Delighted though to live inside a computer screen with a jerk controlling one of my pages for kicks. Sure the university has females, but the least desirable ones in the entire educational universe. It's close to home, but that walk is getting rather trodden. Lately I have been gratified with my bathroom as the new center for living. Then the Golden Gate Bridge appears and so does drool upon my face. "I feel good because I live in one of the centers of reality, a capital of the west, an amazing wow place." Those words tend to ease the pain.
Does it mean that we are in absurd universe is just a reason to do a drug abuse eh? Not really. We live in a dangerous universe and it does us no good to make it more dangerous or overly react to the wrong things. What people need and what people want can't be easy to understand, just like the universe can never be fully understood. It breaks laws that it shouldn't. The universe by itself is a frustrating bastard kid who thinks you love it when he pranks you every day. Seriously you might just have to get used to the idea that all the weird stuff requires an advanced form of humor. The Jews got through thousands of years of abuse by making jokes about being tortured, raped and killed. That's a good skill.
According to lots of research this could really mean that we may disappear in the near future, and with out any help from nukes. We might simply vanish, in fact their is evidence that we are in the process of vanishing already.
Anger is to some a grand energy that surpasses all others, yet it courts destruction and evil, and can make a person singular in their thinking and vulgar in their language. So anger though special is not the greatest thing ever.
