"Grandma makes pancakes the best, i check my Myspace i got a lot of friend requests, Yes!"
Sup world-negro!
Living is such a strange thing. We exist to eventually die; paradox? rhetorical question? repetition? alliteration?
Like think about it, we live our little lives, doing everything we are made to, maybe helping someone or even yourself every now and then, always striving to change the world; always out of reach, but you always knew that. You try to make a difference, maybe for the thrill, but the most you can come up with is an insignificant blog with your shit metaphors that get so fucking boring to read that you scroll to the bottom and go,"yeah, what a great blog, i wish i could right like that". YOU CAN, here is my three step program.
1. Position face over keyboard.
2. Mash face into keyboard.
3. Blog results with a question mark (?) after every unintended full stop.
There you go! A lot of non-sense that people wont really read but like anyway.
Snitches get stitches!
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