Could, but won't.
Could, but won't.
O walls, you have held up so much tedious graffiti that I am amazed you have not already collapsed in ruin.
I confess that i really, really want like to nuke two cities right now, and make disappear some people that are really pissing me off, to the point now i'll have to go to the psychologist, have some conversations, and maybe learn how to deal with the feeling of love and extreme hatred.
When there is too much love, too much compassion,
too much understanding, too much kindness, too much thankfulness,too much respect, and too much heart,then it becomes an act of cruel violence.
I confess, Donuts are my favourite food.
They aren't healthy nor do they taste good, but I can't resist them.
"Here's a bangin lil' tune about takin' on The Man!"
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I confess, I would like to eat something new right now.
Okay, I admit it: I like Weird Al's original songs better than his parodies.
O walls, you have held up so much tedious graffiti that I am amazed you have not already collapsed in ruin.
I confess, I don't like mobile posting at all.
I confess, I am a creep who collects toenails and fingernails and I don't deserve to have friends because I'm a fucking idiot.
I confess, I feel like a purple pikmin.
I confess, I feel like the evil spirit "Thread Killer" is haunting me and lurking in my shadows...
#OwO#
I know that feel. Ignore it.Originally Posted by Sunara_Ishi
Ok. ~ignores it as precedes to cause the destruction of _______ ........~ Glad I'm not alone.
I confess, I was seriously considering quitting a job application because the assessment was seriously cruelly trolling me and now I wonder if I even want to work at such a place that would treat its applicants so poorly.
#OwO#
I confess, you might not last there anyway.
I confess, Punk Rock is a guilty pleasure on mine.
Especially the Sex Pistols
"Here's a bangin lil' tune about takin' on The Man!"
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I confess, i really need to pick up some fight, feel the adrenaline, and have some blood spilling, be it mine or of some other random guy. The hatred is strong.
When there is too much love, too much compassion,
too much understanding, too much kindness, too much thankfulness,too much respect, and too much heart,then it becomes an act of cruel violence.
I confess, i grew up with Punk Rock; mainly the Toten Hosen and the Ärzte. My mother was a Punk, so i was basically nursed on that music.
What makes it a "guilty" pleasure?I confess, Punk Rock is a guilty pleasure on mine.
Especially the Sex Pistols
I confess that I often find myself thinking that I never meet any single women in my age range. Then I remember there's still this one girl I keep up with over Facebook who was in my graduating class, but she's really, really unattractive, and I feel like a jerk.
O walls, you have held up so much tedious graffiti that I am amazed you have not already collapsed in ruin.
Basically, everyone who knows me offline thinks I'm this super serious intellectual office worker. Extremely few people know how much of a video gaming, anime watching, punk rocking weirdo I am.
"Here's a bangin lil' tune about takin' on The Man!"
(Check out my Super Special Awesome Servant Compendium here)
I confess, things seem not to be looking up for my job hunting.
Believe it or not, I actually had an interview with them. Though I have a suspicion I wasn't selected because I wasn't a member of the manager's church.
I confess, I don't want to work someplace where there might be a religious cult mentality.
Don't give up. I feel the same. Think of it as training/practice.
#OwO#
Well, better that you don't get there, then.
I confess, that I've slept this whole day and that is becoming a recurring thing this week.
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