What it's like...
This word is stuck in my mind for ages now XD Mainly because I've been pointed at with this as it played the role of an insult in the past. And I thought 'this sounds like a poem to me'
true weebs would understand (theres no point in this
I am so frustrated at the system of jobs, making money, pointless objects that you don't even need....All of it! Where is the soul!
what if all our emotions are ust amalgamations of others? that certain feelings mix like primary colours to make new ones?
This word is stuck in my mind for ages now XD Mainly because I've been pointed at with this as it played the role of an insult in the past. And I thought 'this sounds like a poem to me'
true weebs would understand (theres no point in this
I am so frustrated at the system of jobs, making money, pointless objects that you don't even need....All of it! Where is the soul!
what if all our emotions are ust amalgamations of others? that certain feelings mix like primary colours to make new ones?