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A dog followed me home.
I am pretending that I know what I'm doing. I am okay with that.
It's just kinda sad how desperate things are. You are. People are.
Hello again, Mr. Smith. Good thing you're interesting, because we've been talking about you and your scarcity. Again. And again. How many years now?
Yes, behind your back. I'm sorry.
Markie pointed out how I'm so lazy about periods (and capitalization! Shame on me) when chatting online, but never fail to double space behind a stop.
I still think of periods as "footstops", sometimes.
No one here seems to know what I'm talking about when I say "footstop".
I look forward to the day when it'll be socially acceptable for me to
No, this isn't about societal acceptance at all. Personal acceptance? Okay?
Eat poo, conscience.
"The Painted Door" by Sinclair Ross was good. I despise Ann.
Nothing is enough to justify her actions in my eyes.
The first sentence was a lie.
I am pretending that I know what I'm doing. I am okay with that.
It's just kinda sad how desperate things are. You are. People are.
Hello again, Mr. Smith. Good thing you're interesting, because we've been talking about you and your scarcity. Again. And again. How many years now?
Yes, behind your back. I'm sorry.
Markie pointed out how I'm so lazy about periods (and capitalization! Shame on me) when chatting online, but never fail to double space behind a stop.
I still think of periods as "footstops", sometimes.
No one here seems to know what I'm talking about when I say "footstop".
I look forward to the day when it'll be socially acceptable for me to
No, this isn't about societal acceptance at all. Personal acceptance? Okay?
Eat poo, conscience.
"The Painted Door" by Sinclair Ross was good. I despise Ann.
Nothing is enough to justify her actions in my eyes.
The first sentence was a lie.