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I don't think my brain works the same way as other people's...

The Dork Lord

The Dork Lord

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Some people have called me a retard and others have called me a genius. I don't think I'm either of those. Some have called me a very generous and kind person, others have called me a selfish asshole. The one thing everyone (EVEYONE INCLUDING ME) can agree on is that I'm weird. That's ok. Celebrate diversity.

Thinks that seem obvious to me are hard to understand by others. Things that are obvious to others sometimes confuse me. It takes all kinds.

There is contradiction in everything. All is paradox. I love it.

Sometimes I love everyone in the world, even those that I will never meet, and sometimes I just want to see you all die painfully.

It's all so simple and yet incredibly complex. This is a disgustingly beautiful state of affairs.

People tell me I think too much. I overanalyze things. This is not always the case. Sometimes I act on pure instinct.

Sometimes the hardest things to do are the easiest to achieve.

This is a lie. This is the truth.

Hate is just love's little sister, left behind at the mall.

I like the conflict, I like the confusion. I like the dissent and disagreement.

Some things are never meant to be understood, they just are.
 
The Dork Lord said:
Some people have called me a retard and others have called me a genius. I don't think I'm either of those. Some have called me a very generous and kind person, others have called me a selfish asshole. The one thing everyone (EVEYONE INCLUDING ME) can agree on is that I'm weird. That's ok. Celebrate diversity.

Thinks that seem obvious to me are hard to understand by others. Things that are obvious to others sometimes confuse me. It takes all kinds.

There is contradiction in everything. All is paradox. I love it.

Sometimes I love everyone in the world, even those that I will never meet, and sometimes I just want to see you all die painfully.

It's all so simple and yet incredibly complex. This is a disgustingly beautiful state of affairs.

People tell me I think too much. I overanalyze things. This is not always the case. Sometimes I act on pure instinct.

Sometimes the hardest things to do are the easiest to achieve.

This is a lie. This is the truth.

Hate is just love's little sister, left behind at the mall.

I like the conflict, I like the confusion. I like the dissent and disagreement.

Some things are never meant to be understood, they just are.
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You're stealing my bit.
 
So two people on the same message board can't feel the same sense of social isolation?

Besides, mine has less intentional misspellings.
 
We've had our differences, Dork Lord, but I think you are right on the money here. Your brain is defective, and it's time to put a bullet through it. After it's ceased gobbling up vital blood and oxygen from the rest of your body, you can toss it to be free 4.1 grams of dead weight. Don't worry, it's not a loss - you rarely ever use it when not looking for the karma button anyway.
 
Another difference between myself and Wacky is that he seems to think the defect lies within himself, whereas I'm convinced the rest of humanity is flawed.

But in any case, it's not a "bit". It's how I really feel.
 
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