CaptainWacky
I want to smell dark matter
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letters!
hold dwon a key
and letters appea
r
well the same later over and over
you can make different letters by just pressing a key once
that's how we communicate
that's how we are
imagine if we didn't have this system
imagine if we had to use...speaking
with our voices
our fucking weak voices
having to think about what you want to say
and make the words come out right
all the while there's a second person saying stuff that you have to think about
how do you humans coped with it
cope
see
even typing I still get it wrong
still panic
still feel the tendrils closing in
evne typng
haha
gf
HAHAHAHAHAHAHA
yeah
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Billy Washington lived in old times.
He liked to eat.
But he was getting fat.
It was a dillemma.
He told himself he wouldn't eat today...
But he had nothing else to do.
The internet hadn't been invented yet. Not even tv.
He was just lying on his bed trying to wank.
He wanted to eat.
Meat. Lots of meat.
He'd fucking do it.
Why not.
He'd eat today but not tomorrow.
It would be fine...
Except tomorrow he'd be lying here like today.
The tomorrow him.
And he'd be just as bored and he'd want to eat just as much.
That future version of him didn't exist yet so it was easy to discount his feelings.
But he would exist...
Like all the past versions of him who had existed.
But not today.
Fuck future him.
He'd eat the meat.
Future him could suffer.
He didn't give a fuck.
He ate the meat.
Lots of meat.
And he felt fat after.
No eating for two days he told himself...
He laughed.
___________________
HAHAHAHAHa
yeah
YEAH
yeah
yeah
it's just words
YEAH
that's a word
A YEAH WORD
hhhhhhh
thecron
dhshhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
I think I've said everything I have to say for today
iiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii
letters!
hold dwon a key
and letters appea
r
well the same later over and over
you can make different letters by just pressing a key once
that's how we communicate
that's how we are
imagine if we didn't have this system
imagine if we had to use...speaking
with our voices
our fucking weak voices
having to think about what you want to say
and make the words come out right
all the while there's a second person saying stuff that you have to think about
how do you humans coped with it
cope
see
even typing I still get it wrong
still panic
still feel the tendrils closing in
evne typng
haha
gf
HAHAHAHAHAHAHA
yeah
________________
Billy Washington lived in old times.
He liked to eat.
But he was getting fat.
It was a dillemma.
He told himself he wouldn't eat today...
But he had nothing else to do.
The internet hadn't been invented yet. Not even tv.
He was just lying on his bed trying to wank.
He wanted to eat.
Meat. Lots of meat.
He'd fucking do it.
Why not.
He'd eat today but not tomorrow.
It would be fine...
Except tomorrow he'd be lying here like today.
The tomorrow him.
And he'd be just as bored and he'd want to eat just as much.
That future version of him didn't exist yet so it was easy to discount his feelings.
But he would exist...
Like all the past versions of him who had existed.
But not today.
Fuck future him.
He'd eat the meat.
Future him could suffer.
He didn't give a fuck.
He ate the meat.
Lots of meat.
And he felt fat after.
No eating for two days he told himself...
He laughed.
___________________
HAHAHAHAHa
yeah
YEAH
yeah
yeah
it's just words
YEAH
that's a word
A YEAH WORD
hhhhhhh
thecron
dhshhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
I think I've said everything I have to say for today
