• I have to wonder as many do
    what is it about this place that
    brings out these kinds of things?

    (You know what I mean:
    sappy as syrup love songs;
    emo love stories pulled
    straight from the pages of
    a pre-teen's Livejournal;
    mixes of blocks of text and
    no line breaks with the
    most mediocre spelling
    skills.)

    It's a free-for-all in here;
    the purple prose and off-set
    "humor"
    are tossed around like so much
    tissue paper in a storm.

    (No credit
    no effort
    no nothin'.
    "It's only for fun!" so
    why take it seriously?)

    These kinds of things are
    nothing to write home about ---
    or tweet, if you like that
    kind of thing.

    Hey! Let's stop
    for a moment with
    all the dying and
    crying and
    lying and
    just pick up a damn book already.