observer.
time to report
because it is only the little things that can be affected.
In the world I am from,
there is a chocolatier called "Dove."
i'm sure they're owned by someone who owns someone it's all a pyramid scheme money laundering whatever no one cares
it isn't up to me to break kayfabe.
Yo.
... fine..
'i am not allowed to look at the camera. this isn't news.'
heh.....
"Dove chocolate."
ah.. has little saying printed on the inside of wraooer . fcuk.,
i'm a little tired of the game but, it is my fault for not holding a tighter reign.
Like you can.
:/ i'd rather uwu and dance through the blades
"of grass."
not to imply dependency. ten chars?
Nailed it. No one looking.
has little sayings printed on the inside of the wrapper. (was it really just skipping 'the'?)
kind of like a fortune cookie. i can't bother with revise the mangled english.
Tense butchery.
god i need a shower.
it is probably to make the consumer 'feel better'. some sort of ' 頑張れ ' sentiment. only depressed people read such things.
Bitch reads Monster cans for fun. It gets the magazine treatment. A cursory glance is fine but if one is really going to peer, the persona(l) [butt looking fragments] ethics suggest, strongly, that it must be purchased legitimately.
Still poison.
we still take it. government assisted suicide.
Fiction, of course. The government would never let citizens just off themselves, even slowly.
"We need those people."
...unless they don't vote right.
........unless they don't exactly do precisely what is told by their masters.
people are replaceable. put enough in one spot and hell, they'll start replacing themselves. So many replicants and combinations!
this particular wrapper read (Read: 'red' phonetic, it's a weird time time time time thing.) .. done?
'Love is closer than you think
DOVE'
so it's like.
yeah, i get it.
"Take the 'D' and make it 'L' ".
i'm sure there's an std joke in there somewhere, if unintended.
If I were serious, I'd force edits and make all of the Ds-Ls
then i'd have to ask where my razor is, ramon.
Ramen?
pho bowl, money tree.
how much of this do we really need to de-scrybe?
Doesn't matter. The job is to fill the void, not to harvest likes.
it's nice to have a place to land, got these jesus vibes.
except (ACCEPT) we are every fox and there is a shelter plane
goin so hard even the 'one true god' gets jelly and dies
might be a hole ('woven dismay')
but it's home.
That implies Ds-Ms. not really because of the 'l' detour. i like to think of it as a work around.
took a back round around felltree town
Road*
impotent. fail. safe. no. grateful. don't go.... i know it was too late. now that means unimportant to this one.
As if that was all there was to it.
Never was.
ffffffff it's fine. we're good.
cool as ever. Knot.
kay, ennoti?
"All these little lines for these no-t/////>>>>>>"
yep. not going to let you.
Us. I mean, we don't really even remember. It stays locked. we dont subscribe and pay to push through the wall.
we're so slow because we do it for real.
===
++future. come back. finish.
oh. song time. i could always try finding all of my old passwords and try to re-log in.
doesn't seem right somehow. trusting that 'internet never forgets' thing.
From what has been observed, it works a whole lot better without us.
"pressure release valve"
Release from what?
...That's what I thought.
Coward.
it's fine to- Yep. Live edit. Started thinking and the words didn't come out how you wanted to be portrayed.
It doesn't work like that.
dare i try to go for five
hundred
thousand
characters????
To what end, Love?
'the mountain is there to be climbed'
I don't like this.
i mean, i guess -i- have no choice but to listen.
Sure could use a warm up.
"I wonder how many the journal is?"
hundred thousand. ('all with vendettas')
Problem is that there are alerts we don't like on that front.
doesn't much matter.
any activity sends some sort of ping. that's what all of this is.
excess for her own sake.
OwN????
no.
bad.
get the fuck out of here this isn't your neighborhood.
I try to wave and be polite.
so there's these noodles.
We liked them quite a lot.
had a lot of pho-n.
Kon-Kon, whore.
uwu
UwU
it's good to be back.
You aren't but I like the effort. I love to see you squirm.
...
Oh, come on. You're just working on the "in progress" part.
shucks.
T_T
yeah, let's not get too derailed. this is fine enough to leave but much more and we're going to get told to edit.
that defeats the purpose of the experiment.
No real scientist here.
not a one.
there is an establishment in my realm known as 'tree'. if you go to tree, any item is worth a money. it is easy to spend money there because the math is easy to compute.
there are ways in which some of the prices are actually not a particular bargain but this is overcome by the wording of 'paying for convenience'. it is- huh. that was likely not the direction but fine. back into it.
one chooses to continue to pay because it is what is observed a citizen must do. splash money around.
Edited out.
don't make me edit more.
i want to tell stories not recite the junk we buy at the store.
they don't want my art they just want me clacking and typing and filling dead space making posts- You don't know.
Do I have to remind you of songs I wrote for you?
Do you need me for the stories, too?
don't seuss at me, please.
You forgot the timer.
yeah, it was nice. always is. but there's also just pure character count now.
i really hate how it is here. everything's just right except the people.
Your silly logic.
pre-edited, yep. no need to go there, but pho....
Pho-pho.
the tree sold these noodles.
junk food. real garbage.
We ate it.
did we describe this in another post somewhere?
Hard to tell. It's hard to keep everything straight. Too many fictions woven and sunk on the same anchor.
can't keep the mouth shut or stay in place.
have to play.
Irresponsible. Unyu...
gosh.
heh....
"Tree noodles"
ah, right. they were, of course delicious. nice pho noodles. so ricey! the company was japanese, the noodles were vietnamese? i'd heard about pho in a hotel one time.
None of that matters.
but these were instant noodles that one boils water and pours it in the little silyl cup and waits and then
but as delicious as they were, i read on the label afterwards that it probably has lead in it.
and if there's a label they have to put that says there's a chance lead is in it, well, it probably does.
hooray?
did i do it, mommy?
Good girl.
psh. i've got to like.... plug boxes into boxes. i had so many pho puns for a couple days.
Really cracking the code. Really painting yourself into a corner.
gosh. i've got a lot of files to move. i guess we should do the 'day job'.
Moonlighter.
identity thief.
It hasn't been funny for a long time.
Wow.
yeah. drifted a bit there.
No use talking about it.
there's so much to monitor. perhaps we-
plug boxes into boxes
uh. right.
yeah, so i'm wondering about the ethics of stuff and there's no peers.
i'd trying to cross so many bridges and i'm told to burn them behind me
i don't know that i agree with that.
It is so much easier to eat Pocky and drink Monster Coffee.
really just like to spoil it for me....
I love you this much.
so small...
such very little for me.
It's self-love. What the fuck do you expect?
i dunno. can't we be cooler?
You want to cringe mega hard .... but cooler. Bitch, please.
right. forgot who i was dealing with.
Nice alarm.
