I am not going to write about the anxious need of glory from cheap gimmicks the get-together like to get off about, but instead let’s look at the bigger picture; any actual community has the same problem with the same kind of people—unhappy pieces of shit.
Taking advantage of its nebulous nature still does not give someone the right to disregard other people’s feelings, their private and public images, and life stories; this alone should tell you a lot about one’s character, and the recognition one could seem to have lure.
U gut tss top jaw jinn end eye key pff lore each in.
I was eyeballing for a week a tumbleweed forming on the flat, tired to pick it up I’ve found it next to my trash can tired to be picked on.
When potatoes need to shut up because where were you.
Stranger: What did you dream about last night.
Me: I was sitting on my chair when suddenly my ass started to defecate like nobody’s business.