The dinoplastic undernation is my true home. The prequel to the ideas that consume us so concurrently is my point of emanation. I wish to silently go back.
I am thinking a lot about smokestacks lately. I am pining for their sooty gusts. I want to open my mouth wide and hold it in place with a clamp. I am not afraid of the drool that is sure to spill out. I will hover above a smoky open top and inhale the toxic gray billow. It is an experiment that will lead to unhealth, but I am so sorely not worried about that.
Beth is sleeping in a tent on the sidewalk outside my apartment building. I don't have the heart to call the cops. She really wants to move back in. It seems this Geno character was just a ruse to get me jealous. It didn't work and now she is whittling away my callousness by trying to make me feel bad for her. It is semi-working. I may let her back in early tomorrow. Another night on the pavement is good for her, no?
What a twinkly day it was today. I practically couldn't see anything. That is good. Thank you for being you.
Love and kisses,
MM
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I can't see a thing either. I keep bumping into stuffs.
hello to all. I am like a mole but I am almost ready to be set free!
Good to hear from you MM! And Necklace of Fire, it's been far to long.
I love the moley look, Krixfort. It is so lively and endearing.
I am always trying to get out of something. It's no way to live.
I squirrel around for nuts constantly, and I love my nest best. Even though it is a bright sunny Spring, I find myself in my Hawthorne tree, nibblin' and preening.
Careful Squirrel,
The scorn of others is a mighty weight to bear.
A blast of fire on your arse, you stingy Puritan.
Oh my Zogg--what's with the skateboard idiot??
Wazzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzup?
I am sorry you guys. I was wrong to come on this blog and write my tard-like ramblings to such intellectually superior folks. I will do better next time.
You are cool Skateboard!
I am confused.
Yo Skateboard,
No worries, PMD has PPMS, that's PerpetualPMS. She is like that with almost everyone 'cept the Mountain....big crush there. You are an angry young man; I like you; stay aboard, 'for we all get bored.
If there were less facts and muddled occurrences to remember, reviving oneself each day would seem more desirable. As it stands, activities of interest are now: 1) Cutting 2) Pretending 3. Eating candy 4) Sloth 5) Remembering sourness 6) Conjuring sourness when there is sweetness 7) Gathering shreds of the cut things and 8) Listening to no one.
I like C. Skateboard, I like his gummy poison. But I love PD. And Pink Eye, you remain on everyone's shit list. But I think that's what you want, right? You are a schoonmaker. I like you but you are in constant troubs.
I love C. Skateboard too!! So cute and cuddly! PD sounds like a gas too. Would love to meet them both.
Mountain Man, I know all about sourness.
Jewish Tricycle you are the one that sounds like too much fun on a bun. Do you like polish fries?
I do like Polish fries. I like German dogs and Italian Sausage. I also like Baptist Rollerblades.
I'm so sick of you F****** Losers! Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr
I love all things with wheels!!
I hope to consume you all by the midnight hour. What is more complex than this? I love so many people but i want to eat them.
We want to be eaten, guzzle. We want to take shelter in your furry stomach.
Listen. I have received an idea which is about sodomy and predation combined into one. I am about to enter my neighbor from behind. i have her tied to a pole with rubber jump rope. It's pink. She is one chubby neighbor but it feels right to violate her this way.
I know this is juvenile but I am playing with my excrement. I am building a birdhouse. But no birds will come, only flies.
That would be a sin.
i am playing with ear wax.
Oh I am so magical and cute. I AM GOING TO PLAGUE YOUR THROATS WITH MAGGOTS!!!!
I have a bad feeling that more plagues are coming. C. S. is a harbinger that has been referred to in prior posts. C.S. equals serious blinding, wrenching doom. My anus is flaming in fear.
Good night all. I am going to take leave of myself for a while. Don't expect me back in any recognizable form. I am too late for that.
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