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    posted a message on Introductions & Leavings
    why hello people who i don't know and i have no real wish to get to know.

    i am tired of all the things life has carelessly tossed at me, hitting me in the guts, impaling me, cutting and deforming me, smashing into my head, crunching into my nose causing blood to run free down my face.

    i am sick of what life has done to my brain, corupting me, driving me insane and removing my remorse.

    i am sick to death of what life threw at me and slamed into where it hurts most.

    i hate that life has made me lose my sensitivty and caring for most things.

    i blame life for my waped, evil mind, full of things that should not be there.

    i hate my mind for making me wish for things that can never happen.

    but life has all but mearly started toying with me, ready to slam me, day after day with troubles and wrong doings.

    why do i duffer there deep dark rages within me?

    why must i suffer so from these days of dark, saddened depression?

    why does life thrust things onto me that i someties yearn to end it all?

    why do i even bother to tell you this?

    all but i do is make yet a fool of myself.

    why do i suffer from such deep yearings for such strange things that do not matter to the least?

    why do people turn to a collection of dots and pixels for guidence and help?

    oh how i have to suffer from these days of rage and muted sadism?

    i yern for inner peace though there is no way to find it.

    i am sourned by fools, crims, duggies, drunks, lowlifes, scum, religous people, arrogants, sloths and smartasses amongs other many things.

    people hate me, dislike me, veiw me with contempt.

    some others downright hate my guts.

    others like me, seek guidence from me, wish to be on mutral terms with me.

    some come to me for help.

    some ask me to partake in relugous squabbles.

    bikkering with religous people is a wase of time.

    why waste time devoted to some mythical thing that someone wants to beleive is real?

    why do i even bother to write this, type this into this computer i use.

    the universe is full of questions, some can be answered, some will be answered and many, many more will never be answered.

    our life has no meaning, it is blank, a void.

    some of us try to put meaning on it, others, none.

    some of us hold things in great value, others, none, prehaps the oppisate?

    some will read this, others will not, more will only read parts of this.

    some will hate me, some will despise me, some may find me intersting, some will find me annoying.

    alas, i do but not care a toss for what you think of me.

    why should i worry, care even for what other people whom i will not even meet in my short, sorry life.

    some will point out that i am not as strong as they would wish of me on the front lines of grammer.

    why do i even bother, go to such lengths to bring this to you whom can be bothered to read this.

    why do i droan on about things that to others, would be a great gift.

    i am not paralised, i can see clearly with the aid of my glasses, i do not have cancer, i come from a kind and loving family.

    hence, i bring you this.

    life is what you make of it, take it as it flows otherwise you will be sweapt off your feet and be sweapt away.

    i bid you all a good day, sorry if all but what i have done is a waste of your time, if i have done such an act caused by this, i am deeply sorry and regret ever writing this and causing you unnessary greif and/or aunguish.

    i am all but a humple slave to myself.

    and with this said, i fare you all a final farewell.

    goodbye.
    Posted in: General Off Topic
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    posted a message on Official Chat Thread | Apocalypse Edition
    why hello people who i don't know and i have no real wish to get to know.

    i am tired of all the things life has carelessly tossed at me, hitting me in the guts, impaling me, cutting and deforming me, smashing into my head, crunching into my nose causing blood to run free down my face.

    i am sick of what life has done to my brain, corupting me, driving me insane and removing my remorse.

    i am sick to death of what life threw at me and slamed into where it hurts most.

    i hate that life has made me lose my sensitivty and caring for most things.

    i blame life for my waped, evil mind, full of things that should not be there.

    i hate my mind for making me wish for things that can never happen.

    but life has all but mearly started toying with me, ready to slam me, day after day with troubles and wrong doings.

    why do i duffer there deep dark rages within me?

    why must i suffer so from these days of dark, saddened depression?

    why does life thrust things onto me that i someties yearn to end it all?

    why do i even bother to tell you this?

    all but i do is make yet a fool of myself.

    why do i suffer from such deep yearings for such strange things that do not matter to the least?

    why do people turn to a collection of dots and pixels for guidence and help?

    oh how i have to suffer from these days of rage and muted sadism?

    i yern for inner peace though there is no way to find it.

    i am sourned by fools, crims, duggies, drunks, lowlifes, scum, religous people, arrogants, sloths and smartasses amongs other many things.

    people hate me, dislike me, veiw me with contempt.

    some others downright hate my guts.

    others like me, seek guidence from me, wish to be on mutral terms with me.

    some come to me for help.

    some ask me to partake in relugous squabbles.

    bikkering with religous people is a wase of time.

    why waste time devoted to some mythical thing that someone wants to beleive is real?

    why do i even bother to write this, type this into this computer i use.

    the universe is full of questions, some can be answered, some will be answered and many, many more will never be answered.

    our life has no meaning, it is blank, a void.

    some of us try to put meaning on it, others, none.

    some of us hold things in great value, others, none, prehaps the oppisate?

    some will read this, others will not, more will only read parts of this.

    some will hate me, some will despise me, some may find me intersting, some will find me annoying.

    alas, i do but not care a toss for what you think of me.

    why should i worry, care even for what other people whom i will not even meet in my short, sorry life.

    some will point out that i am not as strong as they would wish of me on the front lines of grammer.

    why do i even bother, go to such lengths to bring this to you whom can be bothered to read this.

    why do i droan on about things that to others, would be a great gift.

    i am not paralised, i can see clearly with the aid of my glasses, i do not have cancer, i come from a kind and loving family.

    hence, i bring you this.

    life is what you make of it, take it as it flows otherwise you will be sweapt off your feet and be sweapt away.

    i bid you all a good day, sorry if all but what i have done is a waste of your time, if i have done such an act caused by this, i am deeply sorry and regret ever writing this and causing you unnessary greif and/or aunguish.

    i am all but a humple slave to myself.

    and with this said, i fare you all a final farewell.

    goodbye.
    Posted in: General Off Topic
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    posted a message on What would you do if you had the ability to shapeshift?
    become a catgirl.
    my dreams, come true :wub.gif:
    Posted in: General Off Topic
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    posted a message on Gay Marriage
    let em do it, what harm is it?
    Posted in: Politics, Philosophy, News and Science
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    posted a message on Your opinion on "fag"
    a "fag" is a member of the "Film. Acrtors. Guild." short for F.A.G.
    so there, now you know.
    Posted in: General Off Topic
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    posted a message on → Official Chat thread ↕ December 2011 edition ←
    Quote from UndeadNecro

    Please kill them.

    that was my clone :3
    Posted in: IRC Operators
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    posted a message on → Official Chat thread ↕ December 2011 edition ←
    Quote from UndeadNecro

    Hey, hug me again, and you'll be the next colour on Trippldot.

    ok then :3
    Posted in: IRC Operators
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    posted a message on → Official Chat thread ↕ December 2011 edition ←
    Quote from UndeadNecro

    I don't want anyone's hugs!

    I feel like I'm being sexually violated.

    like so?


    Quote from Artistboy360

    I don't know, goanimal's threads are actually pretty interesting sometimes. They can seem a bit spammy, sure, but I would never find all of that weird stuff he posts anywhere else.

    i wanted to read the news, i would read the newspaper or go on a actual new website.
    i wish we would just stop spamming T with them, it's **** enough as it is -.-
    Posted in: IRC Operators
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    posted a message on Can blazes drown if water is there?
    Quote from Scarlet Squirrel

    But not the nether, also you cannot place water buckets in the nether but you can place water blocks.

    or you could download TMI and get infinite items.

    :iapprove:
    Posted in: Survival Mode
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    posted a message on Can blazes drown if water is there?
    no.
    *facepalm*
    ice is a solid, water is a liquid.
    oh dear god, it's true, you IQ does drop when you come in here -.-


    you have to break the ice first to get water for them to drown.
    then it might work.
    Posted in: Survival Mode
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