I want things to be different. *SNAP*

[dustburn]

A sentence was sweet spoken before. I had the verbs with me. These verbs said they would always complete my thoughts for actions. This new revolution makes me spit up demons. I want nothing more than to to speak fluently, but the old verbs are polluting the air with rude assholishness, making me feel rude and wanting nothing more from me but than to live without VERBS.
AHHHHHhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!
I want to cry with you. It's the most romantic.
-anthony dean schwader