The torn glass sensation isn't just coming up out of my tearducts when I glurk it's also coming out my nostrils but also my ears, feels like a ripping or tearing when I hack. And this cat litter smell, it must have something to do with my HIS tory and psychology, experience plus instincts and anti-my hivy meds
Originally posted by Robtard
You could have made hundreds of dollars, m8
This convo is reminding me of this scene from Watchmen:
I want Friend-Friends, people who want to speak to me and hang out with me, talk in-depth about stuff, make up weird in-jokes, play video games, watch films and discuss what we've been reading lately etc.
But everyone keeps me at arms length, probably because I'm an uncanny false representation of humanity
Only person online who I've really truly vibed with in the longest time has been Eon.