CaptainWacky
I want to smell dark matter
GRRR I'M SO ANGRY AT REALITY AND LIFe
no, cna't do it
can't even get angry
grr
lol
DRUPG
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fag
gf
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you know I din'dt meant to type "fag" there
all these things where i've just hit random kesy
and words hardly ever comes out
but "fag" just did
weird
i guess
well
no
not really that weird
not as weird as that lamb with the human face (THANKS TOMTREK)
or that horse being elected pope
or jews
so relaly it's not weird at all you fucking mingers
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njl
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maybe i'll type another random worsd
andkgjahsg
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they 'll make a sentence
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ah iah ughdst
fuv
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ahagtu dg ajiteiwgtuidsh jaglijagh glha gjilag
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and in eyars internent archelogigists will discover this post and the hidden message
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probably not though
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ahhahahahahahaha
fgggggggggggggggggg
gf
no it's not working
__________________________--
He remembered when he was young and he used to try to avoid stepping on the cracks in the pavement when he walked. Maybe that was the start of his OCD. Or maybe it was just fun. He decided he want to do it again. He kept his eyes down. He tried his best to avoid them. There was a big line. He couldn't go through it. Had to go around. He wans't even going to step over the cracks, he decided. That would be bad. Invisible forcefields. He went round. He had to turn again to avoid antoher. Kept his eyes down, always down. He didn't even know where he was going now, he was just obeying the pavement. He turned around and went back almost all the way because of a bad crack. He could squeeze through two more. He could do it. Always down. He could do it...
"Err, do you need some help?" asked a woman. Shit.
"NO," he said. Still down.
"I thought you were looking for something..."
"NO," don't even look at her. Just go home. Fucking home. Fucknig shame all over. Stop it. Home. Stop looking down. Just walk over them...like that. Nothing happened. Nothing was giong to fucking happen. Fucknig pathetic. H ome...get in bed. Fucking pullt he covers up. Sleep. Forever sleep. There's nothign when your asleep you cunt.
fucking sleep
no, cna't do it
can't even get angry
grr
lol
DRUPG
bcjj
fag
gf
ag
gh
g
you know I din'dt meant to type "fag" there
all these things where i've just hit random kesy
and words hardly ever comes out
but "fag" just did
weird
i guess
well
no
not really that weird
not as weird as that lamb with the human face (THANKS TOMTREK)
or that horse being elected pope
or jews
so relaly it's not weird at all you fucking mingers
dga
gh
a
h
dhf
d
ah
njl
g
adg
a
ag
maybe i'll type another random worsd
andkgjahsg
gt
at
a
t
t
a
they 'll make a sentence
ad
gj
a
jh
adhj
ah iah ughdst
fuv
g
a
gh
ahagtu dg ajiteiwgtuidsh jaglijagh glha gjilag
a
hyg
a
g
a
g
and in eyars internent archelogigists will discover this post and the hidden message
g
asjhiahj
h
h prpagt
rpga
h
probably not though
ga
sg
ahhahahahahahaha
fgggggggggggggggggg
gf
no it's not working
__________________________--
He remembered when he was young and he used to try to avoid stepping on the cracks in the pavement when he walked. Maybe that was the start of his OCD. Or maybe it was just fun. He decided he want to do it again. He kept his eyes down. He tried his best to avoid them. There was a big line. He couldn't go through it. Had to go around. He wans't even going to step over the cracks, he decided. That would be bad. Invisible forcefields. He went round. He had to turn again to avoid antoher. Kept his eyes down, always down. He didn't even know where he was going now, he was just obeying the pavement. He turned around and went back almost all the way because of a bad crack. He could squeeze through two more. He could do it. Always down. He could do it...
"Err, do you need some help?" asked a woman. Shit.
"NO," he said. Still down.
"I thought you were looking for something..."
"NO," don't even look at her. Just go home. Fucking home. Fucknig shame all over. Stop it. Home. Stop looking down. Just walk over them...like that. Nothing happened. Nothing was giong to fucking happen. Fucknig pathetic. H ome...get in bed. Fucking pullt he covers up. Sleep. Forever sleep. There's nothign when your asleep you cunt.
fucking sleep
