Man, I need to shave my face. Getting stubble like that which the world has yet to suffer.
By the way, I'm a male. Of the species homo sapien. Amazing? M-azing?
I need to work on better settings if I'm ever to be a writer. I mean, you didn't see Tolkien say, "There's a Ring. There's a Hobbit. There's a Dark Lord. The Ring goes into the Mountain. World Saved!" No. He'd go on and on and on and on about how this one single cell photosynthesizes the air that passes through the broken nose of an Orc, which was broken when he fought the chieftain of his clan, to gain leadership whilst embroiled with Angmar, the Witch-King.
By the way, I want to be a writer when I grow up.
By the way, I'm not grown up. I'm nigh 16 years of age.
Which explains why I may only grow stubble.
Damn you, body cycles!
Damn yous all to Heck!
By the way, I'm keeping this clean for my girlfriend.
By the way, I have a girlfriend.
She is something, lemme tell ya.
I love her.
Go ahead. Say it. Say, "You're only of 16 years. How might you expect to know love? Love might kill you before you knew it was in you." Wait. I forget. You're not so eloquent.
How 'bout, "You stupid kid. You don't know what love is. You're not old enough! You're not good enough! I hate you! I cut out my own womb in fury, knowing that it hid you at one point from my blade! See!?"
Not my fault, Mom. You never saved any college money for me. So, here I am, mother. On my own.
Is that how your son should live?!
Is it?!
Um, just kidding. I love my mom. If only she knew, though, how she irked me...
By the way, I have a mom. Her name is Angela. You can call her Angie. Or Alex's Mom.
Alright. Nothing of acute importance happened today; it's a slow news day. So, I'll check in tomorrow and give you all a little more enlightened insight.
Until then, luminaries, keep shining.
[Disclaimer: If ever you find the inspiration to congratulate my girlfriend for her amazing support and devotion {someone has to do it, right?} then drop her a comment at [ The Fuzzy Slipper ]. That is her username here on Gaiaonline.com. Alex does not claim any responsibility for actions based on premises he may or may not have invented. Brethren, love and peace. Peace and love.]
By the way, I'm a male. Of the species homo sapien. Amazing? M-azing?
I need to work on better settings if I'm ever to be a writer. I mean, you didn't see Tolkien say, "There's a Ring. There's a Hobbit. There's a Dark Lord. The Ring goes into the Mountain. World Saved!" No. He'd go on and on and on and on about how this one single cell photosynthesizes the air that passes through the broken nose of an Orc, which was broken when he fought the chieftain of his clan, to gain leadership whilst embroiled with Angmar, the Witch-King.
By the way, I want to be a writer when I grow up.
By the way, I'm not grown up. I'm nigh 16 years of age.
Which explains why I may only grow stubble.
Damn you, body cycles!
Damn yous all to Heck!
By the way, I'm keeping this clean for my girlfriend.
By the way, I have a girlfriend.
She is something, lemme tell ya.
I love her.
Go ahead. Say it. Say, "You're only of 16 years. How might you expect to know love? Love might kill you before you knew it was in you." Wait. I forget. You're not so eloquent.
How 'bout, "You stupid kid. You don't know what love is. You're not old enough! You're not good enough! I hate you! I cut out my own womb in fury, knowing that it hid you at one point from my blade! See!?"
Not my fault, Mom. You never saved any college money for me. So, here I am, mother. On my own.
Is that how your son should live?!
Is it?!
Um, just kidding. I love my mom. If only she knew, though, how she irked me...
By the way, I have a mom. Her name is Angela. You can call her Angie. Or Alex's Mom.
Alright. Nothing of acute importance happened today; it's a slow news day. So, I'll check in tomorrow and give you all a little more enlightened insight.
Until then, luminaries, keep shining.
[Disclaimer: If ever you find the inspiration to congratulate my girlfriend for her amazing support and devotion {someone has to do it, right?} then drop her a comment at [ The Fuzzy Slipper ]. That is her username here on Gaiaonline.com. Alex does not claim any responsibility for actions based on premises he may or may not have invented. Brethren, love and peace. Peace and love.]
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You goose, you.
Sorry it's a short comment,
I don't know what to say other than
"I love you".
<3