Hmm...
Ever be like all Rping, or making a big ole post some other way, full of info and like quick little responses taht your sure will be noticed and admired and then you click that little puffy button marked " SUBMIT " , and right before taht happends, you get that little feeling that you should maybe copy the text before sending it out there, becasue gaia could become an a**, or your computer could eat it, or the power's that be just simply won't have it, and take the power form your house?!?!
Well....ha... that... kinda sucks..... + lays back on the psyhiatrist couch+ ...I guess it all started when I was a little boy and started putting little green army men in bottles, then adding Hydrogloximea and aluminum foil into the bottle and closing the bottle then watching as the little mad was suddenly caught in a terrible mixture of chemicals, whic hthus ended his non-existing life wit ha great explosion, whic hexited me to a means of no true end *huff*...what do you THINK?!?!?!??!
+ turns to his Journal who's sitting on a large, ominous chair, watching the flames kill and torture her ancestores+...burn...them...???
ha...hahah.... ha....HAHA. HahahAha hagaHaHahAhAHAHAHAHAHAAHHAAHAH!!!!
+slams door+
..The End" Who that was one FURKLED story.....Tenacious DDD!!! >_<
"WE are the D, We are the D We a......"
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One of the cup cakes that fell on the floor...
The description of this Journal is simple.
Whatever.
I miss being able to just write about..well- WHATEVER ^w^.
So for whomever knows how to find this Description, or whomever reads it, just remember.
WHATEVA!! XPPPPPPPPPP
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I'm gonna get attacked?
By who and what army?
I'll see you on the RISK board, byatch!