Sometimes I forget you're young, fresh, and untainted by the truth.
Tea is magnificent. I don't love you anymore. You were drinking it wrong. You were drinking the wrong tea. It wasn't made properly.
Once, when I was young, so this was, like, 500 years ago, I drank some tea. I thought I was drinking the LETTER and it would taste like, oh, I don't know, perhaps talent. Instead it was a terrible liquid, a liquid made of nightmares and chain letters. Alright, that's your bedtime story. Do you feel better?
........... That genuinely hurt my feelings.
The cool thing is to not do the cool thing so now I have to never do it again. I never thought you would get on anyway or I would have blocked you. I don't talk to ueers.
That seems to be the cool thing nowadays. Boo you!
I left MSN on. I wasn't ignoring you, I just wasn't there. Pie.
I will. And it will, of course, be to Psychotic.
You should type ueer next to your avatar in visitor messages and see if people get it.
Like queer?
