thereisnopmrthereisnopmr.

As much as I like clinging on to my rather complacent state of denial, my hands are, quite frankly, getting tired. I need to study.

e-stalker.

I'm going to find whoever gave this individual my e-mail address. Oh, yes. I will.

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hihi says:
hi

denial says:
hey

denial says:
erm. who's this?

hihi says:
my fren giv me ur email n she say u very handsome

denial says:
uuh. right.

hihi says:
so r u handsome

denial says:
that's a matter of opinion.

denial says:
and you still havent told me who you are.

hihi says:
i m from samad

denial says:
and?

hihi says:
my name is josephine

denial says:
uh huh. and who gave you my email address?

hihi says:
cant tell

hihi says:
he ask me nt 2 tell

denial says:
riight.

hihi says:
yea

hihi says:
can u becum my bf please

denial says:
no, not really.

hihi says:
y??

denial says:
because random romance isnt my thing.

denial says:
mmhmm?

hihi says:
can u hav sex

denial says:
yes, i think i meet requirements. anatomically, at least. whether i want to is a different matter.

hihi says:
oic

denial says:
so tell me, on a scale of one to ten, just how creepy do you think you are?

hihi says:
4

denial says:
wrong. the correct answer is, in fact, 11.

hihi says:
owhh

hihi says:
bye honey

denial says:
dont call me "honey".

hihi says:
okie

hihi says:
bye darling

denial says:
hm. right. obviously, you're somewhat.. lacking in terms of mental faculties.

hihi says:
bye sweet heart

denial says:
i stand by my previous statement.

hihi says:

okie....sweet hard

denial says:
..that was just stupid.

hihi says:
bye

hihi says:
i love u

hihi says:
okie lar

hihi says:
bye honey,darling....sweet heart

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This conversation might have been more satisfying if "the individual" actually realized that he/she/it was being insulted, but that would be pushing my luck, wouldn't it?

Food.

Food: Universally Accepted Currency.

Batman vs. Spiderman (somewhat).

Sue me. I got lazy.

Imitation.

No one can really be a hardcore goth; All the real ones have commited suicide.

If you were expecting a Batman vs. Spiderman post in response to Cedric's, it's coming later.

XV.

Indeed, for 15 years I have traversed this mortal coil. "What have you to show for yourself?" you ask. I will tell you no lie: I can write emo.

...Life is but slow dying.

Axes and Ohs.

An innocent game of tic-tac-toe often ends with XOXO.

Untitled until I can think of something better (or at least something shorter). Word.

Children are not the future; By then they'll be adults.

Meet Billy.

This is Billy.

Billy lives in the state of denial. He enjoys music, poetry, brainstorming, and angrily-storming. When he grows up, he wants to be an adult.