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I'm surprised I'm able to comment again without using a VPN. Anyway… I don't know exactly who or what is to blame anymore.
My bootyhole, duh… where else?!
I have so many difficult things to work out in my head on a day-to-day basis, as well as all of the other stuff I see online and offline that tends to be this trigger that makes me think I have to do this or that to win, but ultimately, I don't even know if hearing the voices and the high-frequency-pitch noises and everything else is only happening because the God I don't believe in is punishing me, or if this is some weird sort of reward that is only ever supposed to feel like a punishment.
Sometimes, I don't even know what to think anymore. It's like I feel like the whole world is a stage with actors just waiting in the wings to come out for their role on stage, kind of in a sort of Andy Warhol "in the future everyone will have their 15 minutes of fame" way, but I think I might just be crazy.
What makes you think I want a girlfriend? What if the girlfriend is actually me?
It's just that the movie isn't very compelling or exciting, and I think that fiction might be better suited for individuals here who are actually hoping for any sort of big happenings, like mass global-scale depopulation, cannibal/zombie apocalypse, etc.
I love Wendy's!
I'm actually drinking a 2-liter of Diet Coke right now!
I checked out a digital copy of my boyfriend's book from the library, then I went ahead and screencapped every page on Kindle via my smartphone, transferred the files over to my laptop, created a PDF, and shared it online for free!