CaptainWacky
I want to smell dark matter
I always feel like posting a thing of the day on a Saturday
but
there's no reason
there's nothing
one day I will post an empty thing of the day
maybe I think I'll die if that happens
like my life can only end when i've "completed" something
so I tfinished thing of the day and GOD takes my life away
my life's work is done
that's not going to happen
however my brain is just grey sound now
what does that mean
i don't know
my bum hurts
sesriously what's the point of bieng alive
you can't even sit down without your body being weird
seriously
it just gets darker
greyer
I don't know
seriously
i'm mjujstu wrting words
I'm not even going to cut to Charles Horse now like I usually do
life never cuts to Charles Horse
NEVER
HAAHAHAHAHAHA
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Charles Horse wished he could still laugh. He couldn't even type "HAHAHAAHAHAHA" anymore. It felt too much like lying. He couldn't do anything anymore.
CHarles Horse wondered what would be the easiest way to kill himself.
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Hah!
Charles Horse there.
Always good for a laghh.
HE'S A WACKY CHARACTER
HE'S ONE OF THE LADS
WHY DON'T YOU JUST BE NORMAL
JUST GO OUT AND NUT IN SOME GIRL'S FACE
LOL
YOURE JUST PRETENDING TO BE A FUCKING INSNAE FREAK WITH NO LIFE
YOU'RE CHOOSING IT
YOU COULD BE NORMAL
YOU'RE JUST TOO LAZY
FUCKING SCUM
FUCK YOU SO MUCH
LOL
JUST GET MARRIED AND HAVE KIDS AND EAT FOOD
YOU CUNT
YOU FUCKING STUPID FUCKING CUNT FACED EGG FUCKER
YOU EAT CATS
YOU FUCKING BRICK
YOU TROUSER THIF
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seriously nothing is ever going to happen here
i'm never going to say anything profoudn
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this is the least creative thing to ever exist
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i just pressed nubmers instead of letters that time
4444444444444444444444444444444444444
what the fuck
what am I really
i just make things up
stories
then stick to them
for so long that I can't remember they were stories
and you're just repeating the lies to yourself
layers of lies on top of each other
but what is there under the lies?
there is nothing
so maybe the lies are real
but
there's no reason
there's nothing
one day I will post an empty thing of the day
maybe I think I'll die if that happens
like my life can only end when i've "completed" something
so I tfinished thing of the day and GOD takes my life away
my life's work is done
that's not going to happen
however my brain is just grey sound now
what does that mean
i don't know
my bum hurts
sesriously what's the point of bieng alive
you can't even sit down without your body being weird
seriously
it just gets darker
greyer
I don't know
seriously
i'm mjujstu wrting words
I'm not even going to cut to Charles Horse now like I usually do
life never cuts to Charles Horse
NEVER
HAAHAHAHAHAHA
______________
Charles Horse wished he could still laugh. He couldn't even type "HAHAHAAHAHAHA" anymore. It felt too much like lying. He couldn't do anything anymore.
CHarles Horse wondered what would be the easiest way to kill himself.
__________________
Hah!
Charles Horse there.
Always good for a laghh.
HE'S A WACKY CHARACTER
HE'S ONE OF THE LADS
WHY DON'T YOU JUST BE NORMAL
JUST GO OUT AND NUT IN SOME GIRL'S FACE
LOL
YOURE JUST PRETENDING TO BE A FUCKING INSNAE FREAK WITH NO LIFE
YOU'RE CHOOSING IT
YOU COULD BE NORMAL
YOU'RE JUST TOO LAZY
FUCKING SCUM
FUCK YOU SO MUCH
LOL
JUST GET MARRIED AND HAVE KIDS AND EAT FOOD
YOU CUNT
YOU FUCKING STUPID FUCKING CUNT FACED EGG FUCKER
YOU EAT CATS
YOU FUCKING BRICK
YOU TROUSER THIF
HFALSGjsa
has
hjp
dap
hfdap
hda
hdayhpagh ahpjjph jah
fr
h
arj
grsf
j
sk
s
k
dsk
s
kjt
sky
k
k
rty
y
g
g
g
g
g
g
g
g
g
g
g
g
g
g
gg
g
g
g
seriously nothing is ever going to happen here
i'm never going to say anything profoudn
e
e
t
t
t
t
t
t
t
t
t
t
t
t
t
e
e
e
re
e
t
y
y
y
r
y
5
55
5
5
5
this is the least creative thing to ever exist
3934949494
4
4
34
34
3
2
2
5
2
5
2
56
25
256
256
i just pressed nubmers instead of letters that time
4444444444444444444444444444444444444
what the fuck
what am I really
i just make things up
stories
then stick to them
for so long that I can't remember they were stories
and you're just repeating the lies to yourself
layers of lies on top of each other
but what is there under the lies?
there is nothing
so maybe the lies are real
