• an empty glass with dried milk at the bottom

    I WROTE A POEM

    sometimes i wonder
    about
    why i am here
    about
    what it all means
    about
    this existence
    about
    why that girl at school never talks to me and walks away really quickly
    about
    other stuff but mostly that
    about
    seriously it really upsets me why is she so mean i was just trying to show her my post-planar chaos white weenie deck
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  • tupperware

    I am sitting here at my computer and thinking.... thinking....... about life because life is if you think about it like the only thing we really have you know?!? and I'm wondering if there has ever been anyone else exactly like me but that would be impossible but then I remember that one episode of star trek with the goatees and I am wondering if there is someone out there who is like me except they have a goatee! but then they wouldn't be very much like me at all because in the show they were all evil and stuff and I don't want to meet an evil version of me and also I can't grow a goatee so someone that is me with a goatee would have to have completely different genetics (to allow them to grow a goatee) and therefore would not be me at all but then I sit here and wonder why no one likes me
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