CaptainWacky
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sometimes you think about dying and you feel really sad
but sometimes you think about dying and you realise that nothing matters and life is a joke and you feel strangely joyful and have a good wank
but yeah
imagine you died
what would you do afteR?
mnothing
nothing!
you die all the time
you're just the cuurrent point of view
you probably died while typing this
stopped to scratch myself
died
it's not realy a thing is it
death
continuity is a lie
or something
no wait
death is a big thing
of course it fucking is
fuck's sake
PLEASE CURE DEATH BEFORE I DIE, SCIENTISTS
I almost stopped worrying about death for a minute there!
that's why people die
no but really
you could die right now
so
might as well smile like a lunatic
if only Charles Horse knew that...
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Charles Horse was in the bath. He felt nothing. His brain was just a grey circle. He felt nothing. He was washing himself with little effort.
He looked down at the water without thinking. Suddenly he had a memory. A specific memory, but he couldn't remember specifically when it had been or what he'd been doing. He'd been playing in the bath, he knew that. As a child. The bath had looked bigger then because he had been smaller. For a moment he was back there. He had a boat or something? But then it was gone and he was grey again. How could he ever have been the person in that memory?
Charles horse wished he could go back to childhood.
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I DON'T BELIEVE IN ANYTHINg
kjfffffffffffsoemt
simes
sometims
simeotes
somets
somet
s
somest
sometiem
sometimes
did it1
sometimes you think about dying and you feel really sad
but sometimes you think about dying and you realise that nothing matters and life is a joke and you feel strangely joyful and have a good wank
but yeah
imagine you died
what would you do afteR?
mnothing
nothing!
you die all the time
you're just the cuurrent point of view
you probably died while typing this
stopped to scratch myself
died
it's not realy a thing is it
death
continuity is a lie
or something
no wait
death is a big thing
of course it fucking is
fuck's sake
PLEASE CURE DEATH BEFORE I DIE, SCIENTISTS
I almost stopped worrying about death for a minute there!
that's why people die
no but really
you could die right now
so
might as well smile like a lunatic
if only Charles Horse knew that...
___________________________________________
Charles Horse was in the bath. He felt nothing. His brain was just a grey circle. He felt nothing. He was washing himself with little effort.
He looked down at the water without thinking. Suddenly he had a memory. A specific memory, but he couldn't remember specifically when it had been or what he'd been doing. He'd been playing in the bath, he knew that. As a child. The bath had looked bigger then because he had been smaller. For a moment he was back there. He had a boat or something? But then it was gone and he was grey again. How could he ever have been the person in that memory?
Charles horse wished he could go back to childhood.
______________________________________________
ha
beatgdf
f
jgflg
gjkgks
gf
eveyrone's on facebook posting pcis of their socks
under therir real naems nad their mums are readin git
why not post on message board syou getisgsgnmnb
sorr i yfou yuou're reading this in the future yo udont' udnerstastg
d
ihave totwrirte thesethigns tomake snes ein the future when this is all that sruvive of the sritgnswtyg
dsh
fejahifj
asgh
shngjo
rtg
sdrtfgjhsbpjr
sho
rspo9gh
rshgrarty0es
ht
sh
s
h
s
h
shog
h
hjd
g
g
g
h
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t
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seh
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jiooyoorig
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ah
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hj
pohoh
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HAHAHAHAHAHAHA
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hahAHAHAHAHAHAH
soyojsyt
tasjtjarEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE
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I DON'T BELIEVE IN ANYTHINg
