So I Say to Myself....
Who? Who with all the firey passion in thier hearts, could afford a period of thier time.. To make my life miserable. Who has the motive, the incentive, the loathing of me to do such a thing? Who?
Who indeed. I'm betting my cards on Chris Harper and Moroniko. And if it wasn't them? Fuck it. I'll blame them, and get some dirt kicked in thier general direction.
Actually, I don't really care anymore. Since my life got tore apart via internet, I've actually been happier. I've given up writting about myself, and noting personal accomplishments to other people. I've become more reclusive, instead of inclusive. It's kinda nice. Since two fucking years of my life were erased in the blink of an eye, (relatively six hour blink) I see no reason to continue trying. The life that I've built on this stupid server is gone. If I were to rebuild it, it wouldn't be the same. It wouldn't be nixellos anymore. I've always been nixellos. I will always be nixellos. But for now, nixellos and her internet junk-ee-hood is gone.
[Hey look! My cooter made crotchkins!]
Who indeed. I'm betting my cards on Chris Harper and Moroniko. And if it wasn't them? Fuck it. I'll blame them, and get some dirt kicked in thier general direction.
Actually, I don't really care anymore. Since my life got tore apart via internet, I've actually been happier. I've given up writting about myself, and noting personal accomplishments to other people. I've become more reclusive, instead of inclusive. It's kinda nice. Since two fucking years of my life were erased in the blink of an eye, (relatively six hour blink) I see no reason to continue trying. The life that I've built on this stupid server is gone. If I were to rebuild it, it wouldn't be the same. It wouldn't be nixellos anymore. I've always been nixellos. I will always be nixellos. But for now, nixellos and her internet junk-ee-hood is gone.
[Hey look! My cooter made crotchkins!]